- Mark Olival-Bartley
- As the resident poet at EcoHealth, my verse finds inspiration these days in the specter of future pandemics. For my dissertation at Amerika-Institut (LMU), I'm anatomizing the prosody of E. A. Robinson's sonnets. I also tutor at Schreibzentrum (LMU), teach at MVHS, and lead the Amerikahaus Literary Circle.
by Alfred Corn
Hellenic times so slight as you a ware
Foreknew how it was that laws like gravity's
Had immersed your stance in streamlike drapery
And fixed your earthen gaze on Theban stars.
Since you were cast to see as sculpture sees,
Change you cannot support you will ignore,
Memento of future but still classic terrors,
The darkening pull down perpetuity.
That myth invoked, assume it as one more
Mantle. Too near to breath to choose the dead,
You help the traveler ford the dream he dreads,
Who stand in fluted robes on modern shores,
A single column, capital your head
That bears the pondered weight of what we are.
Note: A recitation can be heard here.