
"I am Goya"; translated by Stanley Kunitz, p. 3.
Antiworlds, and the Fifth Ace
Epilogue, p. 365
Outlaw Journalist (2008)
"I am Goya"; translated by Stanley Kunitz, p. 3.
Antiworlds, and the Fifth Ace
“More black than ash-buds in the front of March.”
The Gardener's Daughter, line 28, from Poems (1842)
"A River Runs Through It", p. 68
A River Runs Through It (1976)
“You have made
The cement of your churches out of tears
And ashes, and the fabric will not stand.”
Captain Craig (1902)
Gravity's Rainbow (1973)
Context: Out at the horizon, out near the burnished edge of the world, who are these visitors standing... these robed figures — perhaps, at this distance, hundreds of miles tall — their faces, serene, unattached, like the Buddha's, bending over the sea, impassive, indeed, as the Angel that stood over Lübeck during the Palm Sunday raid, come that day neither to destroy nor to protect, but to bear witness to a game of seduction... What have the watchmen of the world's edge come tonight to look for? Deepening on now, monumental beings stoical, on toward slag, toward ash the colour the night will stabilize at, tonight... what is there grandiose enough to witness?
“Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Is that all?”
Faith http://www.poetrysoup.com/famous/poem/21392/Faith_
From the poems written in English