AuthorsDen.com  Join | Login 

 
Where Authors and Readers come together!

Authors | Books | Audiobooks | eBooks | Signed Bookstore | Stories | Articles | Poetry | Blogs | News | Events | Reviews | Videos | Success | Gold Members | Testimonials

Featured Authors:  Dietmar Rothe, iRoger Vizi, iH.G. Potter, iShirley Woods, iDean Cambourakis, iNeenah Davis-Wilson, iWilliam Cottringer, iAlvin Romer, iMel Hathorn, iLinda Alexander, i

  Home > Poetry > Poetry        Popular: Books, Stories, Articles, Poetry        Authors: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z     

Robin Ouzman Hislop

 Follow Me  

· 181 titles
· 728 Reviews
· Share with Friends!
· Save to My Library
·
Member Since: Jan, 2004

   Sitemap
   My Blog
   Contact Author
   Read Reviews



Books
· Rhythms of Existence

· Moon Selected Audio Textual Poems

· TESSERAE

· Next Arrivals

· Cartoon Molecules

· Key of Mist

· All the Babble of the Souk


Short Stories
· Bay


Articles
· Interview with Mystic East Publishing

· Interview with Poetry Life & Times. August 2001

· Margret Atwood in the Heart of Darkness


Poetry
· Wave. A Video Poem

· Passage (excerpt from All the Babble of the Souk)

· Far from Equilibrium

· Dream of Uroborous

· Along it Came.

· A Question of Time

· A Witch for Halloween

· Tales of the Senderos

· The Way of All Shadows

· Laminations in Lacquer

         More poetry...

Robin Ouzman Hislop, click here to update your web pages on AuthorsDen.

Books by
Robin Ouzman Hislop











See all Books
by Robin Ouzman Hislop


   
  Share   Print   Save   

Under the Volcano(Revised with Notes)

by Robin Ouzman Hislop — Read all 170 poems by Robin Ouzman Hislop

Excerpt from Shades of Hades
see in Articles

Thursday, November 13, 2003

Under the Volcano*

At gallows crossroads a ghost accompanies a ghost to its home.
A creaking tavern sign swinging to & fro in the rain mist.
When the light is on the rabbit does it know death´s near it´s neck!?
Daybreak binds an interrupted interval into memory.
The hand is worn that holds a lifeless form surrendered to dawn.
In the rain still uncertain which way to go dawn is creaking.
Bounded in the frame ghost at home swings, to & fro in the rain.
The other goes off into Picaresque scenario.

Bucholic landscape, gaunt on the skyline, lean, hungry & mean.
The valley people exclaim he has gone to the volcano.
The world spirals into a twin, the tavern sign grins, dawn creaks.
To & fro, under the volacano, the people come & go.
A phantom on the summit without a conjuring trick, lo,
what will he do, but out of the volacano give them his shoe.

* Empedocles disappeared in flames on Mount Aetna to confirm the report he had become a God: the volcano threw up one of his bronze slippers: perhaps a sacrifice to the fraternity of philosophers through incendiary, to conserve state in the Polis after the Pythagorean exile, temples were sometimes burnt down etc.,

* Hephaistos Greek, Fire & forge God, Vulcanus by the Romans who held he had his forge on Mount Etna, hence volcano, one story he is cuckold & nets the adulterous couple for the Gods to witness, hence each has contributed a form of his or her name to the English vocabulary.

Copyright Robin Ouzman Hislop 2003
Shades of Hades



Want to review or comment on this poem?


Need a FREE Reader Membership?

Reviewed by Jeff Mason
Reviewed on November 14, 2003
nicely told!

Reviewed by Regis Auffray
Reviewed on November 14, 2003
Story well told and there are great images here as well. Thank you for sharing this offering, Robin.

Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya
Reviewed on November 14, 2003
Robin....profound write!!!!

Reviewed by Oirdheirc Mor (Reader)
Reviewed on November 14, 2003
Hi Robin,
Being a farmers boy, I must admit that the third line of the first stanza intrigued me if for no other reason than the golden rule that applies to all stock keepers “ That is never to stress the meat”

Oirdheirc Mor.

Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on November 14, 2003
The hand is worn that holds a lifeless form surrendered to dawn.
In the rain still uncertain which way to go dawn is creaking.
..remarkable imagery..well done!
...indeed ...a Master Poet..

vesna:)

Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen
Reviewed on November 13, 2003
I read this a few times, Robin. Some unique images that chain the creak with the to and fro.

"A creaking tavern sign"
"dawn is creaking"-love this one
"the tavern sign grins, dawn creaks.
To & fro"

And this lovely visaged passage:

"Daybreak binds an interrupted interval into memory."

Wonderful crafting! :)



Reviewed by Bonita Quesinberry
Reviewed on November 13, 2003
Very well done, Robin. I almost could see the headless horseman surging out of misty fog, his sword glittering in its downward arc. ~~Bonnie Q

Reviewed by Richard Vallance (Reader)
Reviewed on November 13, 2003

Woah, another fantabulously bone-chilling write.

One little zing!

Bucholic is "bucolic" oh unless you're being a smart ass, and mean,

"By cholic" (which I wouldn't put past you in the least!)

Great poem!

I'd like to publish this in PIE next FALL for Hallowe'en, if you can remember that far ahead!

Bye for now,

Riccardo


Reviewed by E T Waldron
Reviewed on November 13, 2003
well conceived prose, a pleasure to read.

Reviewed by Jim Dunlap
Reviewed on November 13, 2003
Yes, very well done. A long time since I read that story. I had forgotten about the shoe.


New Poetry by Robin Ouzman Hislop
hhh