Monday, January 28, 2019

W.B. Yeats' Sailing to Byzantium

photo © Mark Butkus 2019
And therefore I have sailed the seas...

That is no country for old men. The young
In one another's arms, birds in the trees
— Those dying generations — at their song,
The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,

Friday, January 11, 2019

Algo asi con Octavio González Navarro

(para Lisa)

Algún día me vas a recordar,
Y sentirás tu piel heriza.
Sentirás mis susurro un tus oídos,
Mis manos cuando te acariciaban.

Thursday, January 10, 2019

Of Philip Levine and The Water's Chant

photo © Mark Butkus 2018
A clear mountain stream in the High Sierras.

Seven years ago I went into
the High Sierras stunned by the desire
to die. For hours I stared into a clear
mountain stream that fell down
over speckled rocks, and then I
closed my eyes and prayed that when
I opened them I would be gone

Saturday, January 5, 2019

Hannah Rodrigues On Keeping Warm in Winter

photo © Mark Butkus 2003
Baby, it's cold outside.

It all started
on the 11th of November...
when you have to keep warm
for the winter hibernation.

Tuesday, January 1, 2019

Contéstame — Frida Kahlo asks that you Answer Me

Hair today...gone tomorrow...

Answer me, answer me, answer me, answer me, answer me, answer me,

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