19 Ekim 2026 Pazartesi

"All over the world the beautiful red breezes went on blowing hand in hand." - Anne Carson

                                                                                   Vivienne Westwood, "Martyr to Love" 1996 

VI. Ideas

Eventually Geryon learned to write.

                ____

His mother's friend Maria gave him a beautiful notebook from Japan
with a fluorescent cover.

On the cover Geryon wrote Autobiography. Inside he set down the facts.
 
    Total Facts Known About Geryon.

    Geryon was a monster everything about him was red. Geryon lived
    on an island in the Atlantic called the Red Place. Geryon's mother
    was a river that runs to the sea the Red Joy River Geryon's father
    was gold. Some say Geryon had six hands six feet some say wings.
    Geryon was red so were his strange red cattle. Herakles came one
    day killed Geryon got the cattle.
 
He followed Facts with Questions and Answers.
 
    ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs Why did Herakles kill Geryon?
    1. Just violent.
    2. Had to it was one of His Labors (10th).
    3. Got the idea that Geryon was Death otherwise he could live forever.

    ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ
    Geryon had a little red dog Herakles killed that too.
 
Where does he get his ideas, said the teacher. It was Parent-Teacher Day at school.
They were sitting side by side in tiny desks.
Geryon watched his mother pick a fragment of tobacco off her tongue before she said
Does he ever write anything with a happy ending?
Geryon paused.
Then he reached up and carefully disengaged the composition paper
from the teacher's hand.
Proceeding to the back of the classroom he sat at his usual desk and took out a pencil.
 
      New Ending.
    All over the world the beautiful red breezes went on blowing hand
    in hand.

26 Eylül 2026 Cumartesi

"High on the vast blue canvas, clouds curl, float." - Pat Mora

 



Jim Hodges, untitled, 2011



                 Sommer                

        Weißt du, wie der Sommer riecht?
Nach Birnen und nach Nelken,
nach Äpfeln und Vergißmeinnicht,
die in der Sonne welken,
nach heißem Sand und kühlem See
und nassen Badehosen,
nach Wasserball und Sonnenkrem,
nach Straßenstaub und Rosen.
Weißt du, wie der Sommer schmeckt?
Nach gelben Aprikosen
und Walderdbeeren, halb versteckt
zwischen Gras und Moosen,
nach Himbeereis, Vanilleeis
und Eis aus Schokolade,
nach Sauerklee vom Wiesenrand
und Brauselimonade.
Weißt du, wie der Sommer klingt?
Nach einer Flötenweise,
die durch die Mittagsstille dringt,
ein Vogel zwitschert leise,
dumpf fällt ein Apfel in das Gras,
der Wind rauscht in den Bäumen,
ein Kind lacht hell, dann schweigt es schnell
und möchte lieber träumen.
Ilse Kleberger



11 Temmuz 2026 Cumartesi

Peom No 794- Emily Dickinson






Infinite Rain / Pluie de Montchal, Pier Fabre, 2022

 

794- Emily Dickinson

A Drop fell on the Apple Tree -
Another - on the Roof -
A Half a Dozen kissed the Eaves -
And made the Gables laugh -

A few went out to help the Brook
That went to help the Sea -
Myself Conjectured were they Pearls -
What Necklaces could be -

The Dust replaced, in Hoisted Roads -
The Birds jocoser sung -
The Sunshine threw his Hat away -
The Bushes - spangles flung -

The Breezes brought dejected Lutes -
And bathed them in the Glee -
The Orient showed a single Flag,
And signed the fête away -

 

16 Haziran 2026 Salı

"Of uncontested summer all things raise- Plainly their seeming into seamless air." - Wilbur

 

Gjertrud Hals- Eir, 2019, Photo: Sjur Fedje

JUNE LIGHT


Richard Wilbur

1921 – 2017

Your voice, with clear location of June days,

Called me outside the window.  You were there,

Light yet composed, as in the just soft stare

Of uncontested summer all things raise

Plainly their seeming into seamless air.

 

Then your love looked as simple and entire

As that picked pear you tossed me, and your face

As legible as pearskin’s fleck and trace,

Which promise always wine, by mottled fire

More fatal fleshed than ever human grace.

 

And your gay gift—Oh when I saw it fall

Into my hands, through all that naïve light,

It seemed as blessed with truth and new delight

As must have been the first great gift of all.

 

 












24 Mart 2026 Salı

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12 Mart 2026 Perşembe

"light breached through" - Ser Hibardiyan



Marit Beer

light breached through

the poorly opaque curtain
illuminates
the drops of color
broken off
from the unruly bristles
bundled to made sit at
the end of the
neat stick
just like morning hair
refusing to behave

- Ser Hibardiyan

23 Aralık 2025 Salı

“Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold” - W.B. Yeats

The Second Coming

Turning and turning in the widening gyre   
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere   
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst   
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.   
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out   
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert   
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,   
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,   
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it   
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.   
The darkness drops again; but now I know   
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,   
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,   
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43290/the-second-coming

"All over the world the beautiful red breezes went on blowing hand in hand." - Anne Carson

                                                                                   Vivienne Westwood ,  "Martyr to Love"  1996  VI...