In honour of the poet Eavan Boland for all that she has represented for poets, for women, for Irish Studies all around the globe, in particular, in Brazil.
Light in the Night for Eavan Boland
Gisele Wolkoff
This is now too late
or too early to say,
but I try to portray
the poet to whom I owe
my own figure in the mirror
of words, in the images of the past
of my own nation
that was granted some more attention
with the translations of the poems
that were never published in the form of a book.
I think of so many artists
and their portraits
and how we all leave behind
our selves to reflect these other selves...
Yet now the only portrait that matters
is that of the Poet
whom today ascends…
God
has painted a woman
in the last Spring light
in perfect colors,
]marked by the courage
of wisdom words
No distances
now matter:
whether Ireland,
or the Americas
being man, or woman
we all go further, we all go faster
than daylight
Boland lives forever
in the words she weaved
in the fabrics of delight
Eavan Boland also lives
in the understanding
her writings have allowed
about women here and there
there and forever after
in the perfect sky
of the perfect colour
for eternity
in our hearts and minds.
Thank you, Poet Eavan Boland, for all!