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Year’s End - Richard Wilbur
Now winter downs the dying of the year,
And night is all a settlement of snow;
From the soft street the rooms of houses show
A gathered light, a shapen atmosphere,
Like frozen-over lakes whose ice is thin
And still allows some stirring down within.
I’ve known the wind by water banks to shake
The late leaves down, which frozen
... See moreNow moons decline and rise, Dead metaphors that looked alive. And you about to die Out past the water-clock of tides Naming and renaming your desires. You rode in wind And scarred the cheek Like the edge of an autumn leaf. I put you in your hollow ship With wine and bread to drift The wine-dark sea. You put me In my hollow ship. A memorized part of
... See moreRay Nayler • The Mountain in the Sea
הריצוד
מאת לדו איוו
כל חיים הם טביעת ספינה ואבדן.
כשאנו מגיעים לקצה לשון היבשה
אנו מוצאים רק ים ורוח.
היכןחלומותינו? קרן שמש
תועה נעלמה בין העלים,
בתוכנו היום החוויר.
נתון במצור בידי אור השחר,
מוקף בעצמי, אני לבד
בין נקיקי היבשה וחימת הים.
אור אחרון של חגיגה חותמת,
מרצד הנצח בשעת הבוקר.
והנצח הוא כל מה שנותר לי.
As you prepare your breakfast, think of others
(do not forget the pigeon’s food).
As you conduct your wars, think of others
(do not forget those who seek peace).
As you pay your water bill, think of others
(those who are nursed by clouds).
As you return home, to your home, think of others
(do not forget the people of the camps).
As you sleep
... See moreWe shine with brightness. And I who am here dissembled Proffer my deeds to oblivion, and my love To the posterity of the desert and the fruit of the gourd.
T.S. Eliot • The Essential T.S. Eliot
Kaveh Akbar: Martyr!
“I’ve read your poems, Cyrus. I get that you’re Persian. Born there, raised here. I know that’s part of you. But you’ve probably spent more time looking at your phone today, just today, than you’ve spent cutting open pomegranates in your entire life. Cumulatively. Right? But how many fucking pomegranates are in your poems?
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