by William Butler Yeats I whispered, ‘I am too young,’And then, ‘I am old enough,’Wherefore I threw a pennyTo find out if I might love.’Go and love, go and love, young man,If the lady be young and fair.’Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,I am looped in the loops of her hair.O love is the crookedContinue reading “Brown Penny”
Author Archives: Robin
Wars And Rumours Of Wars
by Emanuel Xavier “Ye shall hear of wars and rumours of wars,see that ye not be troubles,All these things must come to pass, but the ends is yet.”Matthew 24:6 I escape the horrors of warwith a towel and a roomOffering myselfto Palestinian and Jewish boysas a “piece” to the Middle Eastwhen I should be concernedContinue reading “Wars And Rumours Of Wars”
Requiescat
by Oscar Wilde Tread lightly, she is nearUnder the snow,Speak gently, she can hearThe daisies grow.All her bright golden hairTarnished with rust,She that was young and fairFallen to dust.Lily-like, light as snow,She hardly knewShe was a woman, soSweetly she grew.Coffin-bound, heavy snow,Lie on her breast,I vex my heart alone,She is at rest.Peace, Peace, she cannotContinue reading “Requiescat”
Spring is almost sprung as my hibernating pals return
It definitely looks as though Spring is about to jump out and say a big HELLO! to the world in general and hopefully our garden in particular. It doesn’t alleviate the sorrow I feel now that I have accepted the death of poor old Hopalong, my three-legged foxy friend. Last night, however, there were twoContinue reading “Spring is almost sprung as my hibernating pals return”
Watching The Mayan Women
by Luisa Villani I hang the window inside outlike a shirt drying in the breezeand the arms that are missing come to meYes, it’s a song, one I don’t quite comprehendalthough I do understand the laundryWhite ash and rainwater, a methodmy aunt taught me, but I’ll never knowhow she learned it in Brooklyn. Her mindhasContinue reading “Watching The Mayan Women”
Tables turned on those beastly hunters in a Vulpine Valhalla
The time eventually comes for us all to shuffle off this mortal coil and go to whatever waits for us beyond the curtain. This applies to animals as well and I am sorry to say that I believe my brave pal Hopalong, a foxy visitor to my garden since late October, has hopped off onContinue reading “Tables turned on those beastly hunters in a Vulpine Valhalla”
The Crown of Straw
by Mihai Usachi A ball of clay launched in violence from a blind slingshot,this globe of pain hurtles far into chaos,bearing my love; What good,elaborate lute songs? What good,magniloquent twilight of violet hues?The voice on the face of the watersyou don’t hear, don’t believe, don’t speak about.Behold my ancestor’s patch of earth; here they ploughedtenContinue reading “The Crown of Straw”
Grey Hairs
by Marina Tsvetaeva These are ashes of treasures:Of hurt and loss.These are ashes in face of whichGranite is dross.Dove, naked and brilliant,It has no mate.Solomon’s ashesOver vanity that’s great.Time’s menacing chalkmark,Not to be overthrownMeans God knocks at the door- Once the house has burned down!Not checked yet by refuse,Days’ and dreams’ conquerorLike a thunderbolt –Continue reading “Grey Hairs”
A Fairy Song
by William Shakespeare Over hill, over daleThrough bush, through brier,Over park, over vale.Through flood, through fire!I do wander everywhere,Swifter than the moon’s sphereAnd I serve the Fairy QueenTo dew her orbs upon the green,The cowslips tall her pensioners be,In their gold coats spots you see,These be rubies, fairy favours,In those freckles live their savours,I mustContinue reading “A Fairy Song”
Change
by Kathleen Raine ChangeSaid the sun to the moon,You cannot stay.ChangeSays the moon to the waters,All is flowing.ChangeSays the fields to the grass,Seed-times and harvest,Chaff and grain.You must change,Said the worm to the bud,Though not a rose.Petals fadeThat wings may riseBorne on the wind.You are changingSaid death to the maiden, your wan faceTo memory, toContinue reading “Change”
Robin's Nest 