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Mark Olival-Bartley studied applied linguistics at Hawaii Pacific University, attaining B.A. and M.A. degrees in Teaching English as a Second Language, and poetry at the City College of New York. He is now writing a dissertation on the sonnets of E. A. Robinson at LMU, where he tutors composition alongside editing flyers on poetry and style. His poems and translations have appeared in journals on both sides of the Atlantic. He is the resident poet at EcoHealth, where his science-themed verse is regularly featured, and a senior copyeditor at Review of International American Studies. He also teaches at Münchner Volkshochschule and leads the Amerikahaus Literaturkreis.


The Odyssey

by Andrew Lang

As one that for a weary space has lain  
  Lull'd by the song of Circe and her wine  
  In gardens near the pale of Proserpine,  
Where that Ææan isle forgets the main,  
And only the low lutes of love complain,         
  And only shadows of wan lovers pine—  
  As such an one were glad to know the brine  
Salt on his lips, and the large air again—  
So gladly from the songs of modern speech  
  Men turn, and see the stars, and feel the free  
    Shrill wind beyond the close of heavy flowers,  
    And through the music of the languid hours  
They hear like Ocean on a western beach  
  The surge and thunder of the Odyssey.

Note:  A recitation can be heard here.

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