Overlooking the Cortile —David St. John for T Late winter yet we stood at the open window Its green wood shutters pushed back like wings Against the walls of the ancient building We stood at the aperture of the narrow room Looking down onto the fountain in the cortile Her old room now mine & […]
One of my favorite English musicians is Jon Boden, who creates modern versions of classic folk songs with John Spiers as “Spiers & Boden“, with a large group of musicians as “Bellowhead“, and also releases solo works. I was driving home last night as the sun was going down, and his song “We Do What […]
I Never Wanted to Die —Dorianne Laux It’s the best part of the day, morning light sliding down rooftops, treetops, the birds pulling themselves up out of whatever stupor darkened their wings, night still in their throats. I never wanted to die. Even when those I loved died around me, away from me, beyond me. […]
Who Am I ? ~ Nazik al-Mala’ika The night asks who am I ? I am its secrets-anxious, black, profound I am its rebellious silence I have veiled my nature, with silence, Wrapped my heart in doubt And solemn, remained here gazing, while the ages ask me, Who am I ? The wind asks who […]
Beneath the Tree —Basho Translated from the Japanese by Hart Larrabee Beneath the tree In the soups and the salads Cherry blossoms everywhere! [Image descriptipn: Two rows of cherry trees in full bloom, with orderly rows of petals piled up on the green grass.]
