Saturday, May 24, 2008

Summer

Zdzislaw Beksinski (1972)

Open wide great jaws of time where laughter swallows gods divine
Blow your tune through trumpet stems and daffodil delirium
Drink the day in draughts that say the green has come to stay
Never hear the magpies squall behind the walls of hay
In penumbra veiled the colony failed to roll their Sisyphean rock
Past the meat-locker feast, that bipedal beast that slanders the afternoon clock

And crystal consonants don’t translate to capture the afternoon’s magnetic haze
Nor do vowels of earthenware and syntax candles the mystery erase
The background hum of metal made from piston paragraph
Waits at traffic lights to skin the rubber from the road
The octopus that inks this song on summer skyline scarf
Knows full well the consequence of doing things by half

Half made lies and half-life ties that knot the neck like noose
Half baked pies and half moon smiles the gap-toothed night let loose
Half a mile of bad road tiled with yellow-brick amnesia
Half a brain to wonder why we swallow this anaesthesia

12 comments:

Yodood said...

'Tis the end of the world
As we thought we knew it
When comes this unknown thing.
Those who always claimed to know couldn't and died from fear, an atrophy of interest.
Those who never claimed to know had a feast for voracious curiosities pent up by the knowers rules.

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littlebitofsonshine said...

wonderful and insiteful as allways you man of blessed words and art

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ismateo said...

this is awesome. thanks.

Anonymous said...

If indeed we are approaching the end of the world as we have known it, that is a good thing.

As a great Canadian once said, "...it's never too late to build a better one".

Chandira said...

As always, your poetry is simultaneously beautiful and good a slap around the face. :-)
I wish I had the gift of putting words together like that.

Garth said...

Thanks Chandira - poetic violence... the only defence against a broken world. Viva la punctuation ;]

Diane Dehler said...

Hi Pisces,
Thanks for stopping by my blog. I am starting to get into the writing thing again and distract myself from the political and economic ruin around me.

Your poem is a fire opal and has poetic qualities that bring to mind Russian poets such as Vosenenski and others from the line of Pasternak. They also were not afraid to grapple with political issues.

Garth said...

Wow - high praise! Thanks Princess!

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