Charl Cilliers

Rookie (25 January 1941 / Cape Town, South Africa)

España


El mundo es como es


To you, España, have I come
through vast corridors of words,
across sharp-sun avenues of images,
shadowed by many hearts.
My skin pales
in the olive shades
that hold me to a moment’s rest:
my eyes are only
a sky’s blue blossoms
which suns will hasten
when dream-winds have done.
You’ll perhaps keep
a balcony window open,
while here I gaze across a bridge
of sea I have never crossed,
and stare into the harsh bells
and the heavy dust in the olive trees
and a sun,
shadowed by many hearts,
and a world at once
that is
and never is.

Submitted: Friday, July 17, 2009

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