Catastrophe Poems
Autumn
by Mattia Tarantino
For some time now the leaves have been uncertain,
the sky doesn't sink
into their dark veins, where the tangled blood
turns down and falls.
This morning a rounding sparrow sang,
announcing the catastrophe.
Twin Cities of Ruins
by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar
Hiroshima and Nagasaki—
The twin cities
Though brutally bombed by insanity,
With hands colorfully powdered
With deadly nukes,
Still exist
In throbbing veins of ruins
In the sobbing conscience of humanity!
Chopped limbs of love and peace
......
Twin Cities of Ruins
by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar
Hiroshima and Nagasaki—
The twin cities
Though brutally bombed by insanity,
With hands colorfully powdered
With deadly nukes,
Still exist
In throbbing veins of ruins
In the sobbing conscience of humanity!
Chopped limbs of love and peace
......
Autumn
by Mattia Tarantino
For some time now the leaves have been uncertain,
the sky doesn't sink
into their dark veins, where the tangled blood
turns down and falls.
This morning a rounding sparrow sang,
announcing the catastrophe.
