ONWARD TO THE SIBYL’S CAVE – A Four-part Poem by Pina Piccolo
In these opening days of 2026 dense with dismay over the political turmoil, human cruelty
In these opening days of 2026 dense with dismay over the political turmoil, human cruelty
SITTING WITH THE DEMONIZED […] And history is the dailiness of weapons prescribed upon
The rustling carillon of incertitude Spills its sugar Like the warmest wind reverse Blows
Thumping its footsteps of lead history is at your heels it won’t relent
Kyiv: The Shards of Twilight May you never experience The brimstone of history
Dido, my sister Release me, Dido, from your space of sorrow Release me, A beggar