As Adam
Asleep in the dust
From
Which he was just
Created
Sedated
Formed as he was
From earth
From him was formed
The first birth
A caesarean
A section of flesh
A humanitarian
Delivery as deliverance
A sample of bone
Flesh of my flesh
No longer alone
And the surgeon
Unmasked
The sculptor unaided
And unasked
Blew life
With his breath
Before things got dark
Before shadows and death
This is now bone of my bones
And flesh of my flesh;
She shall be called ‘woman,’
For she was taken out of man
But all men hence
Will be taken out of her
Unreliable Narrator
This master-work of yours, This magnum opus, This poiema, Is sat in his underpants In a neglected and untidy flat, Typing on a laptop he bou...
-
I find the cool channels between buildings where the wind finds flow, This breeze block, asphalt, concrete complex, Where the radiance of ...
-
As children we learn Though the principle pain is palpable, Though the salt trails that mark our cheeks, long after the streams have dried, ...
-
Sahara Stones You bought me beauty From the wasteland From the ashes of stars Star-born Carbon dates, And destinations, Deserted location...
No comments:
Post a Comment