Isfahan Poem by Martin Harrison
Isfahan
That half-open amber eye fixed on you,
the woman in the kitchen half turning to you —
drowsy tonight, you take in the angles
of chairs, walls, old photos, a painted vase.
There, a heron’s stillness helps it vanish,
wading by a wind-flecked lake.
Outside, car-noise glistening after early rain.
Night’s silence builds its inner ear.
So birds croak from a cracked, green bush,
the mouth’s distortion roars into an amulet,
but nothing distinguishes each memory,
solidified into a white-domed zone:
a set of blocks along a slope, a fossil trace,
kitchen clatter acquires a blinder shape.
Its time is ridged like wind-blown sea.
Suddenly lit up, cat's-eyes down a moonless road.
Beautiful, as only Martin Harrison is able to write in such language, lovely and fine metaphors used.5 Stars!
So birds croak from a cracked, green bush, the mouth’s distortion roars into an amulet, but nothing distinguishes each memory, solidified into a white-domed zone: .../// beautiful stanza
Well articulated and nicely penned with clarity of thought and mind. A beautiful creation.
There, a heron’s stillness helps it vanish, wading by a wind-flecked lake. Outside, car-noise glistening after early rain. Night’s silence builds its inner ear.. very fine poem. tony
Night's silence builds its inner ear: lovely- an essential work exposing how specificity becomes amorphous sense of commotion of one dominant constant all entrapping sound. Its time is ridged like wind- blown sea. Astute.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 10:25:28 PM # 1.0.0
Its time is ridged like wind-blown sea. Suddenly lit up, cat's-eyes down a moonless road......impressive concluding. Beautiful poem by Martin Harrison is amazingly shared here.