Bearing north near
The river, hard
Not to be hit
Hard by the joy
On hearing the waters
Rush by,
Heading south.
new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Evocative
relieve years of previous notions of light thought
lost but still motioning under rippling surface.
lost but still motioning under rippling surface.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Getting over Being under the Weather
Housebound no longer
After break in bad weather,
Plant yourself under a branch
Heavy with rain, wait
Till songbird comes to
Lighten it, leaving you
Feeling fresh all over again.
After break in bad weather,
Plant yourself under a branch
Heavy with rain, wait
Till songbird comes to
Lighten it, leaving you
Feeling fresh all over again.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
On the Road in Hellas, Icons Come and Go Fast!
Marking the spot of a motoring accident, road icons continue to be found in ever-increasing numbers all over the highways and roads of Greece, but most of them at dangerous points where either the driving conditions and/or the recklessness of drivers have been responsible; if the victim is fortunate enough to survive, he/she thanks their lucky stars, i.e. God, the Virgin Mary, Jesus, by promptly planting one at the scene to commemorate the occasion. If the accident is fatal, relatives of the deceased take on the responsibility of the upkeep, also making sure to light the icon’s candle as often as they can. Not very often it seems, as the great majority of these sobering, seemingly inexhaustible little reminders of man’s motoring carelessness during his brief sojourn on Earth are falling apart from neglect—notice the missing fourth leg of this one.
NB: Photograph taken about ten years ago. Sadly, this crippled road icon is no longer standing, having long since fallen by the wayside—a victim of someone’s carelessness or of the passage of time. Sic transit gloria mundi? Of course, but in Greece you can be sure there’s always another one up around the bend.
NBB: I still come across people who ask me why I have never put a road icon up on the Mavrozoumena Bridge!
Friday, October 16, 2009
Vintage Year
--for Eleni
Intoxicated, we were
Drinking the sun dry
My love years before
The barrels were full,
The wine mature—
Not one drop left of the light,
To be sure.
Intoxicated, we were
Drinking the sun dry
My love years before
The barrels were full,
The wine mature—
Not one drop left of the light,
To be sure.
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