APRIL POETS

April 1, 2012 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

TO BE SAVED ONE MUST FALL AND TO FALL IS TO BE SPENT

 

By

Andrew Boobier

 

What’s written has yet to be spoken. That’s the mysterium.

The blast furnace is seeping through its cosseted block and polonium

clouds are sexing up a disappointed sky.

The wind’s turned and autumn’s child is burning hairs off lazy bees;

 

scintillas of white smoke plume and dissipate in a perfume of wormwood

and orange peel as hushed trees crowd round the dying embers.

 

We are miles away in our high gardens talking about ‘love’

and how we’ll miss the word when it’s gone. Everyone laughs (it’s ironic!)

and another round of tea is brought on silver trays.

No-one speaks about what’s going on in the forest below.

Not since the soldiers left, shredding their enemies into the shaded

unwalked pathways where only mushrooms, and not a single thought,

might grow.

 

 

 

 

CONSIDER THIS OUR LOVE 

By

Andrew Boobier

 

a knife

with a bone handle

left on the kitchen table.

 

 

Who between us

has the guts

to pick it up

and slit

the chicken’s throat

to appease

our unappeasable god?

 

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13 Comments

  1. Prince Mensah April 06, at 03:51

    Nana, the two poems are exquisite and full of food for thought. Congrats.

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  2. EileenJ April 02, at 14:49

    Beautiful work. Especially love these lines: "the go ahead and breathe it’s okay freedom found in this in-between time." That's one of my own favorite things about this time of day.

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  3. Evelyn April 02, at 01:51

    ahhh still love to read me and all these other poets... thanks Val!

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  4. Dennis White April 01, at 17:51

    Beth, These two poems are just a brief sampling of your extraordinary talent and mastery of words and imagery. You deserve recognition for your work and I'm glad it is happening. Wishing you continued success in your writing endeavors. Dennis

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  5. ed hart April 01, at 15:21

    oops, i called this wonderful poet Emma...sorry for that...but the sentiment still carries

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  6. ed hart April 01, at 15:19

    Congratulations Emma...your poetry continues to life on strong wings...your words lead a natural rhythm, with delicate fingers sculpting the deep magic, the pleasure of life

    Reply

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