Enjoy Christine Craig's poem, For Isabel Allende.
For Isabel Allende
I love your books
characters floating out
my room smells of winter
city streets and damp mountains,
apricots, smooth skin of lovers
and the sudden beauty of truth.
Guns in the street here
death in narrow lanes
crouched western style
behind zinc fences
and the children
watching
learning.
I hide away from it
lost in your world -
a fine art that to make
love in death.
Shaping here a story
but wordless for love
the fiction curls, dark moths
caught in scattered fires
flame briefly
float away in smoke
over the trembling city.
Copyright Christine Craig 2010. All Things Bright & Quadrille for Tigers. Peepal Tree Press Ltd., UK
Reprinted with author's permission
For Isabel Allende
I love your books
characters floating out
my room smells of winter
city streets and damp mountains,
apricots, smooth skin of lovers
and the sudden beauty of truth.
Guns in the street here
death in narrow lanes
crouched western style
behind zinc fences
and the children
watching
learning.
I hide away from it
lost in your world -
a fine art that to make
love in death.
Shaping here a story
but wordless for love
the fiction curls, dark moths
caught in scattered fires
flame briefly
float away in smoke
over the trembling city.
Copyright Christine Craig 2010. All Things Bright & Quadrille for Tigers. Peepal Tree Press Ltd., UK
Reprinted with author's permission
4 comments:
Absolutely excellent! Thanks for sharing, ladies.
I read "The House of the Spirits" and found it engaging and beautifully-written. Thank you for reminding me of how much I enjoy this author.
Blessings.
Janette, I'm glad you stopped by. Thanks for your comment. I too love Isabele Allende's works. I also love Christine's tribute to Allende in this poem.
Jennifer,I am so happy to hear from you today. Glad you enjoyed Christine's poem. Thanks for your comment.
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