ekkis
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poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit
Threnody |
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Lines carefully rhymed and metered,
discarded - dismissed in favour
of babbling fragments,
disconnected thoughts,
wanton acridity
Stanzas that tell not
an unvarnished truth,
rewritten - an essay
to abolish facile aesthetics
in favour of sincerity,
the nudity of sentiment,
the humility of the simple
The creature is thrashed,
clawed and scratched
until the allure of its skin
is gone beyond all doubt
and there remains only
the raw flesh
glistening in scarlet
Mad, incoherent and wild
its voice arises to utter
a first crude verse
- a threnody to pregnancy
The flower of its agony
- a stillborn creature, one with fingers
much better suited
for the contours of a heart
[30 III 12] Copyright © 2011 Erick Calder |
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