Saturday, February 13, 2010


a stone so many times kissed
that it no longer minds

now yields
to these lips of mine

(first publication)

“riverrun” added to Poems, Slightly Used.

In the Forum: pioneer boxes.


Rachel said...

Lieber William,

ich besitze ein kleines Steinkreuz, küsse es auch und ich werde innerlich ruhiger...

aber du hast recht, es schärft ansonsten nicht den Verstand, nur die Lippenabdrücke bleiben sichtbar...

ich hoffe, ich konnte es richtig übersetzen, dass es meine Erklärung dazu trifft...

herzlichst, Rachel

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Rachel. It seems anything treated with reverence will become sacred over time — at least that’s one thought that passed through my mind while writing the poem, and which my crippled translation of your comment reminds me of now. I also had a couple of other things in mind, which I won’t relate just yet (if indeed I ever do), because I’d rather see what, if anything, else the poem suggests to other readers.