@queyras

Please keep posting.

You got me transcribing and searching in order to identify the pictured poem as being from Dionne Brand, Thirsty.

and this, we meet in careless intervals, / in coffee bars, gas stations, in prosthetic / conversations, lotteries, untranslatable / mouths, in versions what we may be,

#canlit #poetry #game #jeu #fridaypoem

#ygododdin #FridayPoem
The Gododdin
I.
He was a man in mind, in years a youth,
And gallant in the din of war;
Fleet, thick-maned chargers
Were ridden by the illustrious hero;
A shield, light and broad,
Hung on the flank of his swift and slender steed;
His sword was blue and gleaming,
His spurs were of gold, his raiment was woollen.

#ygododdin #FridayPoem
The Gododdin
I.
He was a man in mind, in years a youth,
And gallant in the din of war;
Fleet, thick-maned chargers
Were ridden by the illustrious hero;
A shield, light and broad,
Hung on the flank of his swift and slender steed;
His sword was blue and gleaming,
His spurs were of gold, his raiment was woollen.

The Friday Y Gododdin:

'Of those who hurried forth after the excess of revelling,
But three escaped by the prowess of the gashing sword,
The two war-dogs of Aeron and Cenon the dauntless,
And myself from the spilling of my blood, the reward of my sacred song.'

Have a great weekend!
#welshpoetry #scotland #torcs #writing #books
#Aneirin
#FridayPoem