tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4294176875047610623.post2387263381401965297..comments2024-03-01T00:18:27.643-08:00Comments on THE ALCHEMIST'S KITCHEN: What to Make of Such Beauty? Straight from THE ALCHEMIST'S KITCHENSusan Richhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11883699379179129887noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4294176875047610623.post-35754277522539043172010-03-07T21:34:18.672-08:002010-03-07T21:34:18.672-08:00Micheal,
Thanks for this. The people of Sarajevo ...Micheal, <br />Thanks for this. The people of Sarajevo actually believed because the world had fallen in love with their city during the Olympic games, the world would not stand by and watch the city be destroyed. Unfortunately, they were wrong...Glad you like the poem -- I think I have four Bosnian poems in this collection...Susan Richhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11883699379179129887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4294176875047610623.post-68210014555985505622010-03-07T19:58:56.181-08:002010-03-07T19:58:56.181-08:00Susan, I love that poem... I'm stretching this...Susan, I love that poem... I'm stretching this a bit but I think I can envision how you could fall in love with Sarajevo. Of all the Olympic games, I most enjoyed the Winter games in ‘84 in Sarajevo and a large part was because besides the coverage of the events, back then there was a lot more human interest stories about the people of the host city. They were fascinating stories and beautiful people. My wife and I recall those games well and have often found it hard to reconcile with all the pain and suffering that has come to the region since.<br /><br />Thank you for sharing the poem.Michael A. Wellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06015233939646285069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4294176875047610623.post-11597444703773243932010-03-07T13:08:55.899-08:002010-03-07T13:08:55.899-08:00Beautiful poem, Susan. Such a tragedy...Beautiful poem, Susan. Such a tragedy...Marihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05211528951336098923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4294176875047610623.post-37307694106459758192010-03-07T01:53:29.735-08:002010-03-07T01:53:29.735-08:00The poem is exquisite. Thanks, Susan.
A little o...The poem is exquisite. Thanks, Susan.<br /><br />A little off subject, but here is a poem I adore I'm sure you know. <br /><br />Walter Pavlich 1993<br /><br /><br />SARAJEVO BEAR<br /><br /><br />The last animal<br /> <br /> in the Sarajevo Zoo<br /><br />a bear<br /><br /> died of starvation<br /><br />because the leaves<br /><br /> had fallen<br /><br />from the trees<br /><br /> because<br /><br />the air was<br /><br /> getting colder<br /><br />so the snipers<br /><br /> could more easily see<br /><br />the few remaining people<br /><br /> who were trying to<br /><br />feed it.<br /><br /><br /> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Walter Pavlich is the author of several books including Ongoing Portraits, a pushcart Writer's Choice Selection, and Running Near the End of the World, which won the Joseph Henry Jackson Award of the San Francisco Foundation and the Edwin Ford Piper Award of the University of Iowa Press. He's been Distinguished Visiting Writer at the University of Hawaii, and has taught in various settings, including three state prisons. Individual poems have appeared in this country and abroad--from The Atlantic Monthly to ZYZZYVA. His newest book of poetry is The Spirit of Blue Ink from Swan Scythe Press.Lana Ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17975654154535958251noreply@blogger.com