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POETRY ON THE BIRDHOUSE ~

Rejoice! Thanksgiving

pilgrims

wanderers, scallawags, saints

to five days of celebrating

poetry on the Birdhouse

with an offering

hour by hour

to balance the menu

of presidential impeachment

where we must endure

the sending in of the clowns ~

let us then follow up

and send in the poets!

NEW ENGLAND, 1967 ~ (BORGES)

New England, 1967



The forms and colors of my dreams have changed;

now there are red houses side by side

and the fragile bronze of the dying leaves

and the chaste winter and righteous firewood.

As on the seventh day, the earth is good.

Deep in the twilight something carries on

that nearly does not exist, bold and sad,

an old murmur of Bibles and of war.

Soon (they say) the first snow will arrive;

America waits for me on every street,

but I feel in the falling light of afternoon

today so long and yesterday so brief.

Buenos Aires, it is along your streets

I go on walking, not knowing who or when.



____________________

Jorge Luis Borges
The Sonnets
translated by Stephen Kessler
Penguin Books

MUSIC PIONEERS ~

P I O N E E R S

Vanderbilt

2018