28 Nov 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, No Comments.
Poem 089 Pools rise up in steps
Pools rise up in steps, one above the other, a frozen waterfall of quiet meditation
they cascade down over slopes, like my memories, impeded only by clumps of oleanders
looking out over the deep silence of the tombs lay scattered over the countryside
along side, where Apollo once sat, I pondered where they all went
