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This poem is taken from PN Review 279, Volume 51 Number 1, September - October 2024.

Set 6: Mondo de Malverma John Gallas
1.
Homesun Sands     Grímur Thomsen (1820–1896)/Iceland

Ride with me then, away to Homesun Sands,
Where the sea’s mad noise is a hail of heaving spray,
Where Glacier Creek plaits snouting straps of ice
And Glacier Barrow lours above the bay.

He gazes on the rushing freeze. His hood
Skids off his baldbright head. The glittered scree
Cards the Barrowslope with rivered tines
And rakes its glittered snowpelt to the sea.

Yet Homesun Sands is desolate and sad.
No sound of man or woman echoes here:
Its solitary Things commune in tongues
That few can fathom, alien and drear.


2.
Umāra of Merv     (eleventh century)/Persia

What does the storm do? Makes the cold willows
slap and twist like cakewalk drunks:
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