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Anguish Longer Than Sorrow by Keorapetse Kgositsile | Poems Rethabile Likes

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Anguish Longer Than Sorrow by Keorapetse Kgositsile | Poems Rethabile Likes Anguish Longer Than Sorrow by Keorapetse Kgositsile If destroying all the maps known would erase all the boundaries from the face of this earth I would say let us make a bonfire to reclaim and sing the human person Refugee is an ominous load even for a child to carry for some children words like home could not carry any possible meaning but displaced border refugee must carry dimensions of brutality and terror past the most hideous nightmare anyone could experience or imagine ...

Nothing by Jorge Carrera Andrade | Poems Rethabile Likes

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Nothing by Jorge Carrera Andrade | Poems Rethabile Likes Nothing by Jorge Carrera Andrade In bookstores there are no books, in books no words, in words no essence: there are only husks. In museums and waiting rooms are painted canvases and fetishes. In the Academy there are only recordings of the wildest dances. In mouths there is only smoke, in the eyes only distance. There is a drum in each ear. A Sahara yawns in the mind. Nothing frees us from the desert. Nothing saves us from the drum. Painted books shed their pages, becoming husks of Nothing. ...

Happy Birthday, W. S. Merwin! | Poems Rethabile Likes

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Happy Birthday, W. S. Merwin! | Poems Rethabile Likes 🎂 Happy Birthday, W. S. Merwin! W. S. Merwin (1927–2019) — Photo via Copper Canyon Press Poet • Two-time Pulitzer Winner • U.S. Poet Laureate • born 30 September 1927 Today we celebrate the birthday of W. S. Merwin — one of America’s most revered poets, translators, and environmentalists. Here is his quietly devastating poem, "Yesterday," a story of a son, a father, and a moment that can never be recovered. Yesterday My friend says I was not a good son you understand I say yes I understand he says I did not go to see my parents very often you know and I say yes I know even when I was living in the same city he says maybe I would go there once a month or maybe even less I say oh yes he...