Once I was famous among stacks
And all the library could offer
-books, papers, magazines
I read- a spendthrift of its currency!
Now in the darkness of Decembers
these years I close my eyes
what they can’t see -the heart remembers.
Skopelos and Virgin
-by Skorda
when first you see it
across the water,
rising round and new above the mountain.
Open your mouth and swallow
while youth holds its roundness near,
and you are running fearless in the dark.
Hold it inside, it is still warm
and you will need its light,
there, inside you.
Down the road of time, somewhere
after you’ve aged, traveled,
Explored, discovered.
And the dust around your doorway
has been pounded hard and smooth under your feet.
When you find yourself growing weary and bored,
when your eyes see only ruins,
and your heart is empty.
You may believe, in your exhaustion,
that this is truth, at last.
That the mystery has unraveled,
leaving no wilderness to explore or tame.
All secrets have been shared,
the frontier has dissolved.
Know then, with these thoughts,
you have been swallowed.
The warm belly of the beast
comforts with confining darkness
and lulls with rhythmic sounds
Murmuring to you,
Curl up and sleep,
just go to sleep.
Shake your head,
stretch your legs,
do not sleep now.
Remember what you know.
You swallowed the moon,
you hold it inside you.
Not as a magpie hoarding shiny things,
or wearing the moon for beauty
or bartering the moon for wealth.
You swallowed the moon for this moment.
When you will walk to the water’s edge,
open your mouth, release the moon
and let its light build you a pathway
across the wine dark sea.
©Skorda 2008
Showing posts with label Taki. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Taki. Show all posts
Friday, December 25, 2009
Taki’s Poem to the Ladies at the Library
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
morning paper
Just a few years ago all foreign papers arrived a day late. Then they started arriving in late afternoon. Now the paper arrives on an early boat,so we no longer have the sense of being a half step out of touch. We still do not have a phone, or a TV, or come to think of it even a working radio in the house, but with the introduction of high speed internet and the proliferation of satellite televisions into just about every public space, that touch of removal no longer exists.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
friends
This is what I love. At the beach at Ftelia, Taki happy in conversation with his good friend Kosta. Kosta comes to swim each day, late in the morning or early afternoon before he starts work driving tourists around the island in his taxi cab. I have my finger crossed that we will see him again soon.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
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