Tive o prazer de fazer amizade no Facebook com este israelense-americano há algum tempo e ontem ele me surpreendeu (eu não sabia que gostava de escrever poemas nem muito menos que eram tão belos) ao compartilhar uma de suas poesias de temática mística naquela rede social. Ele gentilmente me cedeu o link para seu site de poesias e me permitiu compartilhá-lo aqui.
Many thanks to for sharing this link:
http://josephstang.com
O poema em questão:
A never ending story
With a bunch of crazy twists
And every twist a glory
Announced by warfare's rifts
Past every twisting signpost
of each never ending way
The wise look back to see
How far they went astray
And as each level passes
And the author writes the tale
Below the creatures blather
"My truth" the holy grail
So truth becomes a victim
And each writer claims the sin
Of false attachment's lies
With a self destructive pen
But the highest author knows
each beginning from each end
And when we write together
We are freed by wordless Zen
Seu primeiro poema:
En guarde! Away ye demons of distress
No fear, no death, this lion’s heart suppress
Fly furious, thy hauntings’ futile prove
As arrow pierced, that stony heart remove
Flee fast! Entire ranks of hellish archers
Stand Fast! We give no ground that lies not soaked in blood!
Though arrow burn the life from every poet
We die on ground our fathers hallowed with their lives
They come! Their rank on rank shall o’erwhelm us all
Then coward run! If man you be obey the trumpet call
What worth the life that’s lived for lower causes
The only war worth dying for are those already lost
We die! They come and come and slaughter us like cattle
Then die! Spill wormish blood, and ride black horse’s saddle
One instant makes a life worth living
Another life a waste though lived a hundred years
Hold Fast! They’re ranks break on unyielding corpses
They die! Outnumbering ten to one they fear our fearless gazes
What power hath earth on man who’s given up his ghost before it leaves him
Fly fearless through death’s iron gates, this absolution brings him
Laugh! Howl as you see the heroes slaughtered
The wave on wave broke deadly on the line
Though slaughtered all, the few have won the battle
They held past death, then wasted earth resigned
