Poetry Review: Anon
The Hermitage translated from Irish 9th century by Frank O’Connor Grant me sweet Christ the grace to find - Son of the Living God! - A small hut in a lonesome spot To make …
The Hermitage translated from Irish 9th century by Frank O’Connor Grant me sweet Christ the grace to find - Son of the Living God! - A small hut in a lonesome spot To make …
Terra Australis by James McAuley (1942) Voyage within you, on the fabled ocean, And you will find that Southern Continent, Quiros’ vision – his hidalgo heart, And mythical Australia, where reside All things in their …
Lightenings viii by Seamus Heaney (1991) The annals say: when the monks of Clonmacnoise Were all at prayers inside the oratory A ship appeared above them in the air. The anchor dragged along behind …
I wrung my hands under my dark veil by Anna Akhmatova (1911) Translated by Stanley Kunitz I wrung my hands under my dark veil. . . "Why are you pale, what makes you …