Tuesday Poem – 3 Quarks Daily

Atlantis — A Lost Sonnet

How on earth did it happen, I used to wonder
that a whole city—arches, pillars, colonnades,
not to mention vehicles and animals—had all
one fine day gone under?

I mean, I said to myself, the world was small then.
Surely a great city must have been missed?
I miss our old city —

white pepper, white pudding, you and I meeting
under fanlights and low skies to go home in it. Maybe
what really happened is

this: the old fable-makers searched hard for a word
to convey that what is gone is gone forever and
never found it. And so, in the best traditions of

where we come from, they gave their sorrow a name
and drowned it.

by Eavan Boland
The Poetry Archive

Source: Tuesday Poem – 3 Quarks Daily

  1. Also this beautiful. For me a perfect Gestal, the closure of the poem.
    I’m ti hi king: Love Letter and A lost sonet speak really well together, don’t you think? They have a lot to say to each other 🙂

  2. Reblogged this on vengodalmare.

  1. October 28th, 2021

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