Three poems: White Tongues of the North Sea, 鯨落再無黑夜, Whale Fall: Night Never Falls
White Tongues of the North Sea—at the George Wishart initials outsideSt Andrews Castle, where he was burned.There’s only one sky and one sea; anything more is an apostasy, anything more can only bescattered as castle ruins, where seagulls hoverreluctant to leave; Iam giving in—to the stake, the fir...
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Transtext(e)s Transcultures
2024
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| Accesso online: | Accès Université d'Orléans et IFPM Accès Université d'Orléans et IFPM |
| Riassunto: | White Tongues of the North Sea—at the George Wishart initials outsideSt Andrews Castle, where he was burned.There’s only one sky and one sea; anything more is an apostasy, anything more can only bescattered as castle ruins, where seagulls hoverreluctant to leave; Iam giving in—to the stake, the fire, and the North Sea. My eyes meet onlythe present rolling in—white extensions, one stormy sea. Foams flyingonto the castle cliff, a measureless reprise: sputtering the devoutest hymnof the neck be... |
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