After Seferis: Over The Mountains

 

There’s still another
Mountain peaking,
The slightest distance—

 
Let us rise
A little higher, each
Approaching day. 

 

 

Nostos: Heavenly Hellenic Gossamer

Never dissipating ethereal 

Urge to witness it again— 

So piercing

 

A light passing through

Curtains of ever diaphanous, 

Ever evaporating rain!

 

Song Caught In Flight

In a dark time,
If and when it chooses  

To make one more
Appearance, thrumming almost 

Imperceptibly before you 

From out of nowhere, buffeted 

This way and that 

By a fickle wind, stop dead 

In your tracks and stand 

As you will, perfectly 

Still like a hummingbird, 

Till it makes you 

See the light.

 

Enconium For Bill Knott (1940-2014)

No longer
With us he 

Who was once
A real somebody, so 

Significant a poet
In his own out of it right, 

That he was
Soon enough written off 

By virtual slews
Of in “significant” poetic 

Nobodies—
Can you believe that?