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Lover’s Declaration II
Soldappled courtyard open-aired, a vast cantharus spits Rarified air courtly peacocks plume-haired share with Recalcitrant barbary apes from far Abyssinia, split-haired Palm trees hoarding hirsute spheroids, pomes with plums grappling Adorning weakling child changeling limbs of saplings Gradients made such that all drainage is tasted, without wastage And no vestige of fungible, fertile earth should…
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Century’s injurious end
With the climate unstable Impatient seasons do not stay long Or delay overlong Until humid, drooping crops rot Without fixity, fluxing winter lasts a half year. During feared summer Acid rains quicklime once-sylvan demesnes Jettisoned for grim, austere tenements Through cracks in a haunted stairwell Farsighted kids stare out, that perilous without None save death-doubting…
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Scent of the resurrected
In miasmic waves, like orgasm multiplied Scents such as waft from corpse caves As at Bethany of the saved Lord, he stinketh in ways Which a peony nosegay little ‘suades.
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Lover’s Declaration I
Temple by verdant garden girdled Mellifluous dares divers thereheard Trees herded to queer shapes, none straight Pensieve benches at pleasant station, jasmine scented Roses twinned gracefully, chimeras dually-blazed Amazing escarpments and frontage Fruit like feast’s coloured bunting strung Bid wonder, with odd frond parloured Engrossing topiary of Her Father’s grand garden. Sunflower wheels orange-spoked, fire-smoking…
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Washing of feet
Chiropidal lavabo Feet are bathed Father clothed in Son Pedilavium almost pagan seeming On a poxy overcast Maundy Thursday Feet streaked with street debris, soiled Lint-smudged ankles sweaty from toil Kneeling to my appointment Hands purified with honey ointment Licking a doily’s corner Faecal matter, strands of hay Blood from glass, I wash away Whey…
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