Saints’ Tales: Dialogues in Solitude – poetry by Cynthia Sowers

I.              Untranslated
 
 
He said he was given a word.
Inconceivable - apart from
the mountain, the strong glare,
some think the acacia bush.
 
His position was untenable,
and remains so to this day:
the word is fire, 
or not at all;
a sword, or nothing;
an utter downpouring
that defies all translation, 
or dust.
 

Cynthia Sowers was a Senior Lecturer at the Residential College of the University of Michigan until retirement in 2019. Five of her poems were published in the inaugural issue of the Solum Journal (Fall 2020). https://cynthiasowers.rc.lsa.umich.edu/