As if I had been holding Odyssey
alone -- the weight of marble
forever heavy upon my back...
the body's sculpture, like frieze
turned under.
I am an old Greek --
in shipwreck, cast upon an island,
years from Ithaca. Stripped of
armor, (the skin cask)... hair,
like a mane of chariot. So
very weary, and not yet unafraid.
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
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