Saturday, April 2, 2011

Exile

night
after night

I walk

the smouldering
dark streets

Sevastapol
Crimea

Inkerman
Odessa

Balkan
Lucknow

Belfast
is many

places then
as now

all lie
in ruins

and
it is

as much
as I can do

to save
even one

from oblivion

-Ciaran Carson, 2003

5 comments:

TaraDharma said...

I'm feeling this great sorrow for the world right now. We're really in the thick of it, aren't we?

Shaw Kenawe said...

Heartbreaking.

I don't know why, but reading that reminded me of this poem by Cavafy.

Shaw Kenawe said...

Link isn't working. Try this.

Ima Wiser said...

Do not despair........
Polly (Ima)

TaraDharma said...

well, now, maybe you should despair. how very sad it all is.