Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Definitely Not Lemmings #33

A warm welcome to Zaina Anwar, whose poetry and painting can be viewed on her blog Indigenous Dialogues. Thanks for coming aboard the DNL Express, Zaina!

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Huuklyeand Cinquor on Poets Burning for Recognition


A forest

Of white ashes smoldering

After an inferno.


Moderator’s comments: A case of A Burnt-Out Case hot on the heels of “You can’t see the forest for the trees?” How original, Cinquor! You must be glowing with satisfaction whereas my ashen face is turning green with envy.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Departures


Photograph taken in winter about twenty years ago with my ancient Miranda. A five-minute drive uphill and due west from my village of Remmatia, Chrisova, or Chrisotopos ("Golden Place")--its modern name--is a collection of approximately 20 houses, half of which have been abandoned by their owners who have departed for Athens and other more metaphorical worlds, as has this old woman lugging who knows what into the waiting fog. 

The small, black dirigible getting ready to crash into the bare mulberry tree is a memento left behind by the somewhat careless photographer who developed the picture and who has also taken off for a more perfect world.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Flash in the Pan

The poet’s promising

Day-to-day idiom was now clearly within sight,
But before he could bat an eyelash,

He saw it clubbed to death by vengeful creatures
More adept at flying by night.


Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Tree House

“Houses, you know, grow stubborn easily, when you strip them bare.”
—George Seferis, from “Thrush”

Not your usual idea
Of a child’s elevated playhouse
Full of youthful abandon,
But this

Abandoned, low-lying roofless
Shell of decaying stone walls
Inhabited by stubborn runaway
Brambles and wild olive trees

Rooted firmly to the earth.
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