This poem reminds me of night time at renaissance faire, people moving about in the darkness, visiting the various yards and camps. Sitting at Night ~ Om Ui-gil (17th Century) Translated by Kim Jong-gil A quiet valley with no man’s footprints, An empty garden lit by the moon. Suddenly my dog barks and I know […]
Eday, North Isles ~ Lesley Harrison GUITH a greylag morning, the sea a conscious blue. CALF SOUND orca in a sea blue room, […]
Epilogue I from Requiem ~Anna Akhmatova There I learned how faces fall apart, How fear looks out from under the eyelids, How deep are the hieroglyphics Cut by suffering on people’s cheeks. There I learned how silver can inherit The black, the ash-blond, overnight, The smiles that faded from the poor in spirit, Terror’s dry […]
For Anne, Who Doesn’t Know ~ Gail Fox Tonight you broke into my dreams and I remembered yesterday when your eyes retreated before the people on the street and you clutched my arm hard. In the midst of our talks and silences your bitter secrets spilled like fog over the buildings of the ugly city […]
Excerpt from “The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles’ Philoctetes” ~ Seamus Heaney History says don’t hope On this side of the grave. But then, once in a lifetime The longed for tidal wave Of justice can rise up And hope and history rhyme. So hope for a great sea-change on the far side […]
