My elaborate lie of soaring crosses and poisoned thorns


Then let us compare mythologies
I have learned my elaborate lie
of soaring crosses and poisoned thorns
and how my fathers nailed him
like a bat against a barn
to greet the autumn and the late hungry ravens
as a hollow yellow sign.

From For Wilf and His House by Leonard Cohen. My soundtrack is Sofia Gubaidulina's Sieben Worte (Seven Words) for cello, bayan and strings from the recommended Naxos CD of her chamber music. Exploring myths and telling stories are at the heart of both poetry and classical music...

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