Grace Cavalieri (1937– )Athletes
The first time I saw my American poems translated
I just stopped and studied
the hieroglyphics on the page,
tiny scribbles of black ink
saying twicewhat was said before.
Then I knewI would not leave this world
without loving some of it . . .
nothing reduced to a single truth . . .
all of one blood,
our words, music and lives coming together.
It was not that the stars had fallen down—
It was more that we didn’t need
the lamp which had gone out.
How separate we are in the dark
after the poem is gone.
© 2002, Grace Cavalieri, Cuffed Frays
grateful acknowledgement to Argonne House Press
http://www.poetry.com/greatestpoems/poem.asp?title=Athletes&author=Grace+Cavalieri
posted by katya @ 6:27 AM
3 Comments:
At 6:44 AM,
Aaron A. said…
Hey i was reading blogs at random and came across yours. You have a very unique style. I will enjoy reading more if you keep posting. I have written a few poems myself and two of them are on my blog: akylea.blogspot.com check it out if your bored enough.
At 1:04 PM,
katya said…
thanks Aaron, i've not posted but one yet, have not written in some time
i'll be pleased to check your site,
thanks very much
katherine
At 6:33 AM,
Aaron A. said…
Your welcome. I read your post on my blog and i appreciate your willingness to talk to me. i think it would be a god idea if i opened up to someone. And since this would be over the internet it would be easy. However, i dont have your email address so heres mine: biga20065@yahoo.com. i hope to here from you soon.
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