Tag Archives: Len Krisak

Whirligig on the Corner

Demoted from a weathervane And stuck atop a ten-foot stick; Not quite a scarecrow, but resigned (What choice?) to this demeaning duty; A kind of painted wooden plane Or toy reduced to just one trick: A decoy in reverse. Assigned … Continue reading

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Leda

translation of Rainer Maria Rilke’s ‘Leda’ And when the god possessed the swan, from need, and found it beautiful, that terrified him. Wholly shocked, he disappeared inside it, but his trickery drove him toward his deed before he could explore … Continue reading

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The Beetle Stone / Scarab

translation of Rainer Maria Rilke’s ‘Skarabäus’ And aren’t the stars almost right here as well? What is there that you don’t embrace, since you can’t even hold the scarab’s hardened shell— carnelian kernel—without feeling too the space that presses on … Continue reading

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