![]() Barley Field
An old woodcut of the London Bridge and a colored lithograph of a barley field. There are no other pictures on Ward D. The London Bridge lifts sooty towers above the river. But it's the barley field I see. A golden ocean of barley. It's not like the other grain-fields. Maybe it's those inward-looking eyes gone into it so it becomes heaven? A fall-colored sky, mild, with no harvesters and no scythes. Translated by Translated from the Norwegian by Robert Bly
From Volume 192, Number 1, April 2008 Copyright © The Poetry Foundation |