How shall I begin my song? by Owl Woman

Leonard Durso

How shall I begin my song
In the blue night that is settling?

In the great night my heart will go out,
Toward me the darkness comes rattling.
In the great night my heart will go out.

Brown owls come here in the blue evening,
They are hooting about,
They are shaking their wings and hooting.

Black Butte is far.
Below it I had my dawn.
I could see the daylight
coming back for me.

The morning star is up.
I cross the mountains
into the light of the sea.

translated by Frances Densmore

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6 thoughts on “How shall I begin my song? by Owl Woman

    • I’m glad you think so. I actually was going to respond to your post saying reading gives me other worlds (imagination beats virtual reality for me) but somehow it didn’t come out right.

      • Awww thanks for the thought! Imagination most certainly beats virtual reality for me as well. Leonard, are you still in Turkey? I was thinking about you the other day as I was watching the news… I hope all is well…? Keep us posted!

      • Though I was in the US recently for two months, I am back in Turkey now. What is happening here is both simple & complex, as all things are here and everywhere. The Western press doesn’t quite “get it” when it comes to Turkey. They judge it by standards that don’t apply. Turkey is a country torn between the past and the future and it is having a hard time trying to reconcile those two halves as they melt into each other in the present. It is, as they say, interesting times.

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