Here dance the husks the husks of men They dance through flames they burn to ash And drums they thump The goat-skin drums Tambourine shake drums they thump The fire roars The fire cracks Like beetle wings crack Shadows tall The shadows of men Cinder bespeckled a dark-led dance Mottled mothwing Strangled halitus This illContinue reading “Caprine Pike”
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Harbour (Bare)
Away from imbroglios and brouhahas To the torpid shorelines Of oleaginous waves Awash from dread and doubt Brings forth a pulsing sorrow Overwhelmed by drowning blues Of sea and sky and burning sand Of land-bound winds and crashing wake In tranquility life is muted Gulls spin on a mobile Star-shaped shadows flit across the sandContinue reading “Harbour (Bare)”
P.S.Clinen 