All that’s wild and wonderful Is coming to me through electronic media I met you over an ISDN line having found your website on New funky poetry for the massesAnd your verses are full of the anguish of theLonging heart of IT support techies. That’s youThat’s meThat’s the boy on the CD That I play…
I saw the Oleander and the Tamarisk tree beside the shore. You took me there at night,Where the shutters of the old stone housesCreaked with age beneath the yellowing moon. Our Lady of the Pirates – What a tale you told of the old churchAt the far point of the bayAs we came to the…
I shall dig a well inThe dark earth And I shall fling with glee The sharp stones at the spade’s edge. I shall hear with joy the Clang of metal on stoneAnd breathe with fervour the smell of cut moss and wriggling soil. Ahh, I shall dig a deep well And the striking spade will…
This saturday at Bardschool we are sharing our work and looking at the theme of the Heart and the Imagination, as the theme for this term is Lev, the Heart in Hebrew. Last term was Teshuva – the return home, and next term is Kadosh, the Holy. Obviously all these themes are profoundly linked, but…
One January, I saw the Spring outside, with a pickaxe in her hand. She stood there in her Boticelli gownIndustrial gloves pulled onHands on hipsLong handled axe hung down at side And she surveyed the sceneWith piercing eye. “Those trunks need scrubbing;And the frost from every boughAnd leaf must be scraped off.. No slacking now!…
This reed pen is joy,traversing water and stone, trailing destiny. How can the dark dustLearn the Holy Tongue and speakOf our ecstasy? Faith in the bright wordsRadiant without gold or wealthBurns us to cinder. Sarah de Nordwall 2010
Even the explosion of an atom bombMakes no impact on a mind that’s closed. When it’s locked on the inside,Fastened in fear,The thoughts that you’ve proposed,Sound wild and vicious as the force 9 galeThat blows down the turretsAnd sweeps in the hail. So when you hear the hollow shockAnd a breathless gasp as you gently…
Walking in the fields,You find the way. No pathBut here an almond treeThe nut-shell greenAnd soft like cheap velour. Delightful But the taste is bitter. The amazing factThat here, yes, in this very fieldA shepherd boyWith a single sling-shotKilled Goliath Philistine insurmountable,The terror of the Jews. Walking through the orchardWhere the furrowed soil is dryYou…
Grief and sorrow like a long sword slew the dragon The blade removed No mark was left behind Like a bloodless sacrifice Stillness at the death of the monster of the deep And the sea returns to wholeness The patient walks again Grief and sorrow have Destroyed in me The whirlwind of the day One…
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