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”

The Poet As Hero

by Siegfried Sassoon You’ve heard me, scornful, harsh, and discontented, Mocking and loathing War: you’ve asked me why Of my old, silly sweetness I’ve repented– My ecstasies changed to an ugly cry. You are aware that once I sought the Grail, Riding in armour bright, serene and strong; And it was told that through myContinue reading “The Poet As Hero”