Author Archives: dianeosiris

Winter Oasis It is snowing violently behind my eyes as I try to sleep, out there the dancing prairie falcon is pressed into the ground, the bright hawk flamboyant as a kite in the sun turns raven against the clouds and the solitaire, a grey ghost peers through the French windows to see me passContinue reading “Nathaniel Tarn”

les oiseaux du soir les oiseaux du soir glissent vers nous une femme remplit les lampes d’une huile éternelle le corbeau porte une dernière braise aux champs OSIRIS 16, 1983

Moonrise Twilight’s bells weave street and hill Pale as praise for light fading. After words intone the light And mourn the dead, day’s red wounds Are closed by the slow, singing Silver of the evening’s high bell. OSIRIS 7

The Living Trees (in memoriam, George Seferis) The living trees (how can the gods forget) a breath of summer’s ghost rocking the green Aegean Sea; you awoke to rosin breezes a whitened notebook on a string and carried your lovers down brown roots below open bows of the Atlantis; wishes are never forgotten or lovers,Continue reading “B. Z. Niditch”

Thru Blue Dust, New Mexico (60) clouds snakes screaming in the kivas the dark air is full of skin drums rain songs rabbit songs turquoise in the skull sand that cakes the bones like skin blood soft dust nothing nothing not even the night blooming cereus its water stored in a huge touch root notContinue reading “Lyn Lifshin”

Günter Kunert Elegie 3 Endgültig morgens um viertritt die Stille ein. Lange unterwegs von ihrem vergessenen Ursprung und kaum noch erwartet.Für eine Weile im Frühdämmerlicht überwältigt dich ihre Gnade. Günter Kunert (1929-2019), in memoriam Elegy 3 Finally at four in the morningsilence comes. A long time on the way from its forgotten sourceand almost unexpected.ForContinue reading “Voices from Other Worlds”

JUNE 15-SEPTEMBER 1, 2026 Please send 3-6 previously unpublished texts and a 50 to 75-word biblio-bio. Translators must include a letter of permission from the original publisher or author and copies of the original texts. osirispoetry@gmail.com Osiris does not publish any text written with the aid of AI, nor do we publish previously published material.Continue reading “Submissions for Osiris 103”

Garden at Evening He forgot about the dust on the floor and crumbs on the kitchen table, the shrinking light behind the windows. It started with the garden, the ashes from the dead bonfire, cracked fencing and the clumps of ragwort, flowering quince, camellias waiting for something to happen. Then darkness arrived as smooth asContinue reading “Ian Robinson”

Exile for Yannis Ritsos Though the wells have been abandoned and there is no water, you go about hiding seeds in dark places while all around you stone fruit grows. You welcome the dark as you work in the orchard of statues. The moon sleeps in a cage of olive branches, dreaming of something otherContinue reading “Kip Knott”

Rue Chabot, 31 octobre 1987 Rayon chaud d’automne Une dame au chapeau rouge rue Mont-Royal L’enfance soudain Je me souviens du feutre au temps de Pâques ou de la paille À cet angle précis une odeur La mémoire est dans l’instant l’éternité une saveur Osiris 29, 1989