Hymn to Ninkasi Schooled gently by the attentive Temple harlot, I paid good heed To the advice for Gilgamesh So, satisfied by my portion, withdraw, Relinquishing my vain and arrogant quest, To descend twin peaks, down the road of the sun, Passing, once more, the scorpion lovers And the serpent’s dry, discarded skin; I arrive astonished on the golden shore, White the waves rise, white the waves fall, Onrush of coolness overcomes, And I awake, like Hathor, To music, laughter, sky And gratitude.
Steve Lang has published one collection of poetry to date, entitled, “‘Heavenly Hurt”. Though from Scotland originally, he has travelled widely, especially in Africa, as an international school teacher. Steve currently lives in El Salvador with his wife and three children, where he is Director of a large and renowned international school.
Grand Little Things 