A poem I wrote some years ago, "Belons," has been published in the Autumn Issue of Foreign Literary Journal, based in South Korea, and appropriately all about the lure of foreign places, life away from home, where cultures and identities blur, intersect.
The poem is set in Brittany, Locmariaquer, and then the wrong street in Paris (a kind of exile). It's about oysters, broken megaliths, "memories almost, or almost hope," and refers to my favorite scenes in Erich Maria Remarque's Heaven Has No Favorites, a book I've loved for nearly fifty years.
image: Paul Gauguin, On the Cliff (Above the Sea), Brittany
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