Cur síos
Lisa Steppe’s poems range from ‘back of beyond’ to the far edges of Europe. Mythical cultures inhabit the spaces, and all-too-human beings. The poems rise to the height of the tree of life and descend – below the fields of the wheat horses – to the netherworld. They do not flinch from confronting and they do not hesitate to effect wondrous transformation. We have need of ‘the milk of blackberries’, the wind’s tune, its ocarina of change’, small burning things’;
The world is the vestal virgin
who lights the flame of hope
in the temple.
Worlds Within Worlds
Íocaíocht & Slándáil
Déantar do chuid sonraí íocaíochta a phróiseáil go slán. Ní dhéanann muid sonraí cártaí creidmheasa a stóráil agus níl aon rochtain againn ar shonraí a bhaineann le do chárta creidmheasa.