from memory
In English, every syllable
is long-drawn-out, as in lament:
Aah...
Mee...
Nee...
Yaa...
Armenia:
my impressions of that time
fragment,
impermanent as newsprint,
leaving arid backdrops
of iron-fisted mountains,
sparsely peopled,
a distinctive style of masonry
in evidence at Ani,
massive walls the shade
of pomegranate rinds
ensconced in silence,
a city stalked by scenes
from never-finished histories
and painted eyes
interrogating strangers
from their frescoed walls;
a river bisecting the lands
once legendary, Rome's enemy,
and somewhere on the far side,
but forbidden to me, Yerevan...
Armenia - a travel sketch
© Copyright: Jena Woodhouse, 2006
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