Leo Yankevich

Silver Star - 3,358 Points (October 30,1961 / Farrell, Pennsylvania)

Leo Yankevich Poems

201. The Idiot 9/20/2004
202. Quasimodo 9/20/2004
203. Heraclitus 3/16/2009
204. The Condemned House 3/16/2009
205. Sarajevo Sonnet 7/27/2010
206. Passenger Pigeons 12/13/2007
207. Obituary 9/20/2004
208. Eden 4/10/2011
209. Burn 9/4/2012
210. Draza Bregovich 3/18/2007
211. Philosopher 9/20/2004
212. Papa's Dying 9/20/2004
213. The Birdman Of Gdansk 7/18/2010
214. The Bell 9/4/2012
215. Tikkun Olam* 7/27/2010
216. Moscow,1928 7/27/2010
217. Cracow 7/18/2010
218. Swallows 2/25/2010
219. Despair 5/7/2008
220. Beasts 3/10/2013
221. The Garrett Loft 6/7/2011
222. Angel 1/28/2013
223. Ezra Pound Enters The Tent 12/24/2007
224. Clarity 4/6/2011
225. St. Martin’s Cemetery 2/11/2005
226. The Birdman 5/7/2008
227. Don Quixote 12/13/2007
228. Ludwig Wittgenstein Visits George Trakl In Hospital, Cracow,6 November 1914 8/13/2009
229. Manichaeans 9/20/2004
230. Dylan Thomas 2/11/2005
231. Bukovina,1989 3/26/2011
232. Brother, 2/6/2009
233. After The Expulsions 7/27/2010
234. Butugychag 3/18/2009
235. Blurb 1/18/2011
236. Beast 4/10/2011
237. A Plurality Of Worlds 3/13/2011
238. Billie 5/7/2008
239. Black Oak 5/15/2008
240. Bethlehem 5/7/2008

Comments about Leo Yankevich

  • Margaret O Driscoll Margaret O Driscoll (7/13/2015 4:10:00 AM)

    Glad I checked out your poetry, just read Mother In The Garden and it nearly had me in tears!

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  • Amir Mohammad Islami Chalandar (6/6/2014 7:51:00 AM)

    excellent poems. you are great in explaining your feels. i invite you to read my poem

  • Dennis N. O'brien Dennis N. O'brien (10/27/2012 6:04:00 PM)

    Thanks for posting your poems here - I enjoy reading them.
    Best wishes
    Dennis N. O'Brien

  • Michael Shepherd (9/21/2004 8:13:00 AM)

    Leo - I am moved by and admire your poems enormously. Will you tell michael@shepherd87.fsnet.co.uk if you have published, or intend to publish? Best wishes.

Best Poem of Leo Yankevich

Apollo’s Archaic Torso

(after the German of Rainer Maria Rilke)

We have no knowledge of his ancient brow
where pippins ripen. Yet his torso gleams,
reflecting the candela, luminous streams
that yet pour from his gaze, his glance’s glow

still radiant, though dimmed. If not, his bare
breast would not blind you in the silent turn
of hip and thighs, a smile not flash and burn
through groins, his genitals not ever glare.

If not, this stone would seem deformed and small,
the light beneath his shoulder’s sudden fall
not seem a preying panther’s shimmering mane, ...

Read the full of Apollo’s Archaic Torso

A Warning To Dissidents

Yes, pretty soon now they’ll be at your door.
They’ve orders and a warrant after all.
It doesn’t matter. You’ll be on the floor,
your wife and children having watched you fall.

Just then you’ll notice fallen scraps and crumbs,
the beauty of your startled wife’s pale feet,
the Celtic Crosses on your daughter’s thumbs,
the food above that you will never eat.

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