Tony Conran Poet/ Bardd • Translator/ Cyfieithydd
BEYOND THIS DIVIDE
Songs of the Cherubim
Call us, green islands
Beckon us, but once heart
Hears, it’s as if
We’ve been orphaned, lost
To that grey rock and
Lucid wave, shadowy with
Saffron fish,
Where great turtles clamber
Down beaches and are
Sure of tomorrow.
(Everworlds, 2011)
‘Translator, cultural interpreter, dramatist, but, supremely, poet, he was blessed with originality in all he did.’
(M Wynn Thomas, 2013)
...his large body of poetry is extremely various. It is a witty poetry, crafted in many different forms, drawing on a large vocabulary, scientific as well as social and religious, playful and at times, as in ‘Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Hoover’, funny.
(Jeremy Hooker 2013)