When I had no roof I made
Audacity my roof. When I had
No supper my eyes dined.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: military, philosophy, rhythm, Robert Pinsky, war
When I had no roof I made
Audacity my roof. When I had
No supper my eyes dined.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: military, philosophy, rhythm, Robert Pinsky, war
It so happens that I am sick of my feet and my nails
and my hair and my shadow.
It so happens I am sick of being a man.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: gender, imagery, melancholy, Pablo Neruda, Robert Bly, Spanish, translation
As you set out for Ithaka
hope the voyage is a long one,
full of adventure, full of discovery.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: C.P. Cavafy, Edmund Keeley, imagery, instructive poems, mythology, Philip Sherrard, translation, travel