Wherein may be found the occasional trills of the unreknowned Köy Deli.
For breakfast I eat up my vowels, my a e i o u, to which I add from consonants a fricative or two; After that I move my bowels then write as poets do, and frequently am quite surprised to feel a trill come through.
"Meeting at an Airport" is a wonderful poem, even in translation (I read only English). It inspired a humble effort of mine which actually described what I hate and what I love to be found at http://allpoetry.com/poem/6015785, "The Book of Change", the title of which is a reference to the I Ching:-
THE BOOK OF CHANGE by Nisaba Merrieweather
Long ago I hated Loss, helplessness And the pain of longing.
The guttering pink candles on the ledge Only reminded the night to be dark. Even the orange moon Was the deepest blue.
But the piling up of the years around me Did to me what the years always do. Now I choose to wrap my horizons tightly around me Like an invisible constricting cloak That holds me silent and breathes for me -
And now I love The tiniest things - The ants in the lines Of their huge cities and invincible armies, The stars in their constellations (huge flaming balls of exploding hydrogen destroying everything in their path and evoking the cries of lovelorn poets).
I love the traceries Of decomposing leaves, The joy and sadness of knowing That everything and nothing is the same.
But I love most of all, My distant friend, The moistened eyelashes of your surprise.
Some great lines here Nisaba, a strong opening and I love the traceries of decomposing leaves - and the inter-textual homage to Taha's poem with his beautiful 'moistened eyelashes of your surprise'.
Thank you very much for sharing your poem here, and encourage any visitors to take a look at your other poems at:
"Meeting at an Airport" is a wonderful poem, even in translation (I read only English). It inspired a humble effort of mine which actually described what I hate and what I love to be found at http://allpoetry.com/poem/6015785, "The Book of Change", the title of which is a reference to the I Ching:-
ReplyDeleteTHE BOOK OF CHANGE
by Nisaba Merrieweather
Long ago I hated
Loss, helplessness
And the pain of longing.
The guttering pink candles on the ledge
Only reminded the night to be dark.
Even the orange moon
Was the deepest blue.
But the piling up of the years around me
Did to me what the years always do.
Now I choose to wrap my horizons tightly around me
Like an invisible constricting cloak
That holds me silent and breathes for me -
And now I love
The tiniest things -
The ants in the lines
Of their huge cities and invincible armies,
The stars in their constellations
(huge flaming balls
of exploding hydrogen
destroying everything in their path
and evoking the cries of lovelorn poets).
I love the traceries
Of decomposing leaves,
The joy and sadness of knowing
That everything and nothing is the same.
But I love most of all,
My distant friend,
The moistened eyelashes of your surprise.
Some great lines here Nisaba, a strong opening and I love the traceries of decomposing leaves - and the inter-textual homage to Taha's poem with his beautiful 'moistened eyelashes of your surprise'.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much for sharing your poem here, and encourage any visitors to take a look at your other poems at:
http://allpoetry.com/Nisaba%20M.