This is beauty
A warm southerly
Like the breath of a lover
Leading me gently
To where I will go
Sweet air
Aniseed spiced
Fennel and chervil
Dandelion clocks
Shine between buttercups
Golden glowing
All along my going
Up to where skylarks
Whisper their prayers
In the cloisters of heaven
Echoing so clearly
in the so gentle quiet
Of a soft summer morning. #poetry
Well, this turned out to be one of the most devastating books I’ve ever read. ‘Song of Stars’ by Guus Luijters, trans. Marian de Vooght, is a beautifully written attempt to recuperate the memory of a Jewish girl from the Netherlands, murdered by the Nazis.
Break, break, break,
On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.
O, well for the sailor lad,
That he sings in his boat on the bay!