C. Dale Young's Blog, page 19
April 7, 2017
“The End and the Beginning” by Wisława Szymborska (translated by Joanna Trzeciak)
After every warsomeone has to clean up.Things won’tstraighten themselves up, after all.Someone has...
April 6, 2017
“The Tourist from Syracuse”
by Donald Justice
One of those men who can be a car salesman or a tourist from Syracuse or a hired assassin. —JOHN...
April 5, 2017
El Otro “The Other” by Rosario Castellanos
Why say the names of gods, stars,
spray from an invisible ocean
or pollen from the farthest...
spray from an invisible ocean
or pollen from the farthest...
April 4, 2017
日暮 “Sunset” by Du Fu
牛羊下来久
各己闭柴门
风月自清夜
江山非故园
石泉流暗壁
草露滴秋根
头白灯明里
何须花烬繁 The cows and sheep are moving slowly down,
Each...
各己闭柴门
风月自清夜
江山非故园
石泉流暗壁
草露滴秋根
头白灯明里
何须花烬繁 The cows and sheep are moving slowly down,
Each...
April 3, 2017
“Salomé”
by Ai
I scissor the stem of the red carnation and set it in a bowl of water. It floats the way your head...
April 2, 2017
“Those Winter Sundays”
by Robert Hayden
Sundays too my father got up early and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold, then with cracked...
April 1, 2017
“The Feast of Stephen”
by Anthony Hecht
I The coltish horseplay of the locker room, Moist with the steam of the tiled shower stalls, With...
March 17, 2017
Midsummer
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The jet bores like a silverfish through volumes of cloud – clouds that will keep no...
The jet bores like a silverfish through volumes of cloud – clouds that will keep no...
