February 2008

Charles Savage


This marks an author's first online publication Charles Savage, at his retirement from the practice of psychiatry in 1993, became a medical missionary to Guatemala, earned an M.A. in Spanish from Middlebury College in 1999, and, in that same year, Prospector Press published his translation into English of Las tinieblas en el Dia de Pentecostes. Having published fifty papers on psychopharmacology and psychoanalysis, his poems have appeared in Terra Incognita (Madrid), Aries, and The Oak. He has lived since 1965 on the Severn River in Sherwood Forest, Maryland.
The Statue of "The Wind" in Brookside Garden    

The wind bloweth where it listeth
Lifting up the skirts of heaven
Chasing golden fields of grain
Like mice on satin coverlets     
Whipping the calm waters
Into frothy whitecaps
Whirlwinds chasing dust-devils
Portents of disaster—

Now captured in the stillness of the garden
Frozen for all time is your twisted
Iron-wired body
Your cheeks blowing silently
Like an Iwo Jima flag
Victory's iron symbol
Now Peace's ikon
That brings an end to war.



Charles Savage: Poetry
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