Nina Kossman

Rookie - 274 Points (Moscow)

Orpheus - Poem by Nina Kossman

He sings his way up to being,
quietly, with unhurried breath,
as though words were a blossomed staircase
leading to a perfect sky
where kind-eyed gods themselves,
with slow, sinuous movements,
and ancient, immaculate hands
would greet him kindly: 'Friend! '
As though the net to catch human souls
was masterfully spun of poetry,
of nothing but the sound of words,
not even the shape... the color.
Where are now the moonlit woods
that stood up darkly and strictly
in the soft thick mist of his longing,
now that he has lost his Eurydice
and walked back through the silent earth?

Topic(s) of this poem: love, love and art


Comments about Orpheus by Nina Kossman

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags


Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 24, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 24, 2015


[Report Error]