white cross on sea* για ο,τι μου δόθηκε απο την καρδιά αυτού του λαού, απο τον ήλιο τους, άσπρη καρδιά της θάλασσας for what was given to me by the heart of this people, by their sun, white heart of the sea they had it hard as any land’s lot ever was forced to…
Month: September 2015
the girl on the swing
The girl skipped off the swing and walked away. That swing is moving still; caught, I thought at first, by a slow wind. But its twin, the swing next to it, is dead still. I think that I’m lost in the sky, the leavings of a butterfly; eyes upon the ghost…
The Road West
The road here slants west, carving to the hill, past the tender tumble down homes, past the crouching thatched cottage in its frozen secret place; beyond the flinty corner whose face bends the wind. It is a place of endless shadow, prickled frost. Time has put an edge on this land – hardened it and…
Ode
Was the manuscript going to be a hoax or a codex cipher He was appointed to the imperial distillery Then placed to take charge of the botanical gardens and be a personal physician Linguistic patterns of language Contextual arrangements of notes and words The words broken down into letter by letter character cipher Awkward to…