An Ancient Fantasy
sold in 2011 for 4,750 GBP
Outside his burrow, a hermit breaks
from tending herbs and cabbages,
and leans on his staff with a Psalter.
Purple iris bend to listen.
On the soft ground, two artichokes
pray chop them into soup, change them
into flesh by the gardener’s thanks.
Distant mountains shoulder heavy
sunbeams, turn a venerable teal.
They nurse at their feet a tinseled stream
with trout and minnow. Evangelists
(one could believe) appear as off-
shore birds. On Mt. Pispir, the saint
savors his ruminant poverty,
though a canvas drizzled with paint might,
in another world, sell for millions.
Anna Evas: "Published internationally in literary journals such as Irises (The University of Canberra Vice-Chancellor’s International Poetry Prize), Long Poem Magazine (English), and Michigan Quarterly Review, I work as a lyricist, recording artist, and composer."
The Ekphrastic Review
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