Tag: poetry
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A Rider Is Coming
All left wondering Earth thundering Who is coming But Cú Chulainn His chariot running Carves great runnels In runebanded armour He is the sun king The span of royal mouth His circuit decrees My kingdom all that lies between My wheels now and where they’re later seen He carves new routes, cuts roots clean New…
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Zozimus Wasn’t Here for Breakfast
My cat was gone for three hours Three hours spent clock glowering In the garden, as if we’d changed the rules of that Marco Polo game, I shook a Dreamies bag whilst shouting his name again and again Usually at his name he comes thundering, full summoning This time nothing came running meowing from our…
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Players Please
Skeleton finger hands limbering up above piano keys Attained by degrees these masteries Black and white in rank and file she prods songs from chess pieces Keratin traces every face along its length, rousing scales She plays one handed Her profiled eye like a sunfish side winks, old romantic Head nodding in drugged emphasis Another…
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Yellow Rose
She grows that garden rose Grows without control Sweet smells climb up my nose Everything goes on under my nose Without my knowing. She is a rose Her billowing robe flows like abundant sap Chinese female gold, her dress is yellow orpiment Her shift in yellow also, gem of the orchard She is a scorching…
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Garden Foxes
Early just this morning I woke from sleep to see A fox stole from my garden the skull of a sheep Perhaps to Hamlet over, returned it to their keep A trench-veined garden allotment up the street In April and May, all night they scream and screech With child or for a mate, the fox…
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