“Like thread through a needle”

Separation Your absence has gone through meLike thread through a needle.Everything I do is stitched with its color. W.S. Merwin 1927-2019 From a giant of a poet spanning nine decades I delight in one of his shortest poems. We are not told much in the poem but we feel the sorrow and the joy inContinue reading ““Like thread through a needle””

The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On!

THe World Keeps Ending and the World Goes OnBefore the apocalypse, there was the apocalypse of boats:boats of prisoners, boats cracking under sky-iron, boats making corpsesbloom like algae on the shore. Before the apocalypse, there was the apocalypseof the bombed mosque. There was the apocalypse of the taxi driver warpedby flame. There was the apocalypseContinue reading “The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On!”