“A hill, the symbols
Salvatore Quasimodo’s – ‘On the Island’
of time, the mirror of mind
continuous, motionless,
listening to themselves…”
free ranging and for the most part motionless mounds arise in a variety of vertical vestments we are drawn like magnets to magnificence worship the hush between rock and welkin elevate heights to climax with all the words and stones mind can muster - 'till the spirit stirs is moved to recite commandments prayers that go wayward with the wind the ascent of man began and ended here where the path peters out faith faltered forever on Golgotha hill but the birds fly higher still
Adding this morsel to Sunday’s Poetry Pantry
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Such insight and wisdom..a wonderful piece
Thank you!
Love that last verse… fantastic close. Bookmarked for reading again later!
fabulous feedback – thank you for the uplift!
I really enjoyed the assonance and consonance. The poem just flowed!
A welcome comment Mary as like faith I tried to (re)move the mountains and make the tempo ‘free ranging’
I really love how you have used that path and that petering out into Golgata…
an image of faith (and maybe doubt) that works so well
Where there is no path we make the leap of faith – thank you for your observation Björn
Love this!❤️ There is something distinctly reassuring about nature that allows one to connect with his inner self. Especially adore; “til the spirit stirs is moved to recite commandments prayers that go wayward with the wind.” Beautifully penned.❤️
And yet we smother nature with our civilisation and lose the connection! Thank you for your appreciative words Sanaa
This is wonderful to read. I especially love “Prayers go wayward with the wind” and “faith faltered…but the birds fly higher still.” Gorgeous.
Something like a wing and a prayer methinks – thank you for your appreciation Sherry
I loved rereading this and pondering so many meanings here…always a joy to read your words and lines!
Thanks for reading Donna
I love what you’ve written here. A classical wisdom streams through it. I love too how you were tangentially inspired.
Your feel for ‘streaming’ suggests the fluidity I’d hoped to achieve. Many thanks for such generous feedback Myrna
A fascinating piece – beautifully rendered. The last stanza is mesmerizing.
Grateful for your appreciation and very welcome feedback Wendy
Beautifully realised! You build very well on Quasimodo’s haunting words.
Thank you – Quasimodo’s words set the piece in motion but I could not keep the connection