Between Islands
by Gian Lombardo

ISBN: NA
Dolphin-Moon Press (Baltimore, MD), 1984
56 pp., softbound, 9" x 7"
$6.00 (out of print)
cover image by Steven Anzovin
POETRY/TRANSLATIONS

A collection 27 verse poems, translations from Old English and pseudo-translations from French, Italian & Provencal.

Sorry, this book is out of print at the moment. It may be made available in PDF file format some time in the future.

Selections from Between Islands...

Chicory

Everywhere

in the catcalls of late spring

with roots leached through cracks in stone

everywhere

in bad soil

an arrhythmia of blue

Reminding pulsations of other skies

more tremulous

more haphazard

that come for a day and are gone

Within which

 

there is blood

which gives rain and sparks

and eyes that remain in the blood

mixed communications of archangels

and vagabonds

Apparation

 

more and more real than their

push and greater push into season

bitter leaf, pungent root

the blue one moment to the side of blue

Tested from earth

 

wholly flesh and metaphor

Between Islands

It's not so much islands and what inhabits them

whether rock and sand or clay or pine or oak, blueberry, sweet fern.

 

It's not so much what they are or what's above or below

with the cold fish eye and swish of lobster tail

 

nor what comes to them or shunts by,

planked and rigged, quiet or throaty.

 

Know anything but by what it does. What's done:

nothing as dangerous as what can be done.

 

If a mirror should omit a hand or eye, is it then a mirror?

Water, constant as touch, fills, takes shape -- a perfect continent.