by Martin Burke This is a dream’s shadow of a dream. This is the woman in the mirror as she sees herself (not as others see her). She is viewed under a sliver of the moon by attentive eyes (but what they see we do not see), and there is an orchard (it is wintertime, […]
Halfway to Toledo
[homage to El Greco and Nikos Kazantzakis] by Martin Burke From REPORT TO GRECO by NIKOS KAZANTZAKIS (1) Not night, not yet, yet I gather sight and speech to speak against the dark; night’s-owl that I am watchful from tree-branch and turret or battle-steeple; non-neutral observer, partisan of that radiant dark deeper than night […]