Poem: Proof (6:11)

Apr 23

NOBLE SPIRITS Cognac’s Golden Ratio April 23 is the birthday of Epicurean author, sculptor and political activist Elisabeth de Gramont (1875-1954), who made the first French translations of poems by John Keats. Somebody once asked Lily de Gramont how to translate literature. She said that the artistry’s in imagining how the author would express herself,

Poem: Early April

Apr 1

  Snow on cherry blossom. The snake eludes the young hawk. The light flurries drift in powder clouds like glittering smoke from wood fires. A lone cello in the music room. The season balks; the teacher practices. Real spring–when will it come?   © 2014 SUZANNE STROH ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Poem: Your Mother and I

Mar 31

Death Valley         Your Mother and I Your mother and I keep spaces between us. We travel together on separate schedules. Our love is like a Roman goddess. She’s elusive in Latin and yet she endures. One way we know our love is how we miss you equally. It comes in waves

Poem: Scent the Page

Oct 31

  Scent the Page Our Sapphist great grannies never scented the page. Their epics were the slim volumes they branded modern with strong firm hands. When I close my eyes to remember those fragrant afternoons stroked by their pens, when you and I were vaguely imagined, barely glints in their eyes on the jasmine path