The Sadness of the Stone Lion The black caves of his eyes echo picks prying, hands hauling, wagons jarring, chisels chipping (among gargoyles and angels), ropes swinging him, stern and majestic, to guard a palace gate. Then soot poured into his eyes and smoke-soured rain eroded his vigilance, and children’s fingers polished his nose. I will pass, but I will outlast you. Martin Rocek Martin Rocek is a string theorist living on Setauket, NY. He teaches physics at Stony Brook University. He was born in Prague and in addition to his own writing, translates songs and poems from Czech into English.
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May 2022
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