Poems Rethabile Likes

A Surprise in the Peninsula by Fleur Adcock | Poems Rethabile Likes A Surprise in the Peninsula by Fleur Adcock When I came in that night I found the skin of a dog stretched flat and nailed upon my wall between the two windows. It seemed freshly killed – there was blood at the edges. Not my dog: I have never owned one, I rather dislike them. (Perhaps whoever did it knew that.) It was a light brown dog, with smooth hair; no head, but the tail still remained. On the flat surface of the pelt was branded the outline of the peninsula, singed in thick black strokes into the fur: a coarse map. The position ...

A Song on the End of the World by Czeslaw Milosz | Poems Rethabile Likes A Song on the End of the World by Czeslaw Milosz translated by Anthony Milosz On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net. Happy porpoises jump in the sea, By the rainspout young sparrows are playing And the snake is gold-skinned as it should always be. On the day the world ends Women walk through the fields under their umbrellas, A drunkard grows sleepy at the edge of a lawn, Vegetable peddlers shout in the street And a yellow-sailed boat comes nearer the island, The voice of a violin lasts in the air ...