Each — as a Spoke
Ah, to float on a femur, to bear the load of Saturn as a wide brimmed hat…
Poetry by Devon Brock
Ah, to float on a femur, to bear the load of Saturn as a wide brimmed hat…
Just a forelimb on the road,careless as a twig,but no plunder for crows,no worthy feast for a scavenge,just hoof, hide and bone. And that’s how they left her,a narrow remain,…
Who shall bear the burden of deceit –betrayer or betrayed –for a hot lie steams in the streetlike water from a blown hydrant;giddy children splash and tumble,while placid truth stands…
Would you betray a maple for its shade –deny yourself the cool comfort of dim light,sweet woodruff and fern, ground ivy,violet in spring? Columbine refusesfull sun. Your languors burn, blisterand…
Would that I never find a God or Gods,for that, that would end my faith. My faith –the certain unknowledge of knowinganything but the black ass of Jesus running away,laughing,…
Come away.Come away and slurinto hovelling gray,away from the heatshummed low – away. Come, let us carrythis mute owl nightfar from burgeoning day –away – far from the furyof gospel…
I am Collapse –The stones and bones of a once high tower,The backs of those that raised it, arrogantTo the sun, and I am the fist that crushed it. I…