Leaves Of Immortality
Outside, the leaves litter the ground-
Such a mess of dead soldiers in motley camouflage
Falling like lusty locusts on tasselling grain.
The living leaves dance their green leases in the wind
Flecked into luminosity by the setting sun,
And I think of Gilgamesh
And his leaves of immortality.
Convinced of the purity and bliss of life
Beyond the confines of ordinary horizons,
Rivers, cities and their officials
Immortality was the desire of his soul
The ambrosial bliss of the tired human frame loosened.
Yet the rites of passage to fulfilment
He found as arduous and futile as they were elusive
For the man of flesh consigned by haughty gods to mortality
The retributive demands of the other world.
If life here, inferior mirror of the sublime
Be something like pig rot to repent at times
Why yearn for immortality, eternal wheel of fire perhaps?
Immortality should not be sought like
Gilgamesh’s futile exploits under the sea
But the silent tranquillity
That ushers in a summer evening
Quiet, cool after the rain
Away from the affairs of public men and punitive gods
Like the beginning of the beginning,
Immortality only palpably possessed imagined
In the transitory moment of bliss without
The attendant greed and narcissism
A Simple Inquiry
I will study all there is to know
About the ant society
From their Geography, History, Economics,
Sociology, Psychology and more…
I would like to know how they address their queen
What their intelligence organization is called
What their spy chief does
And whether they have had in their midst before
The semblance of Jack the Ripper
Or even a legitimate trade in slaves among their own kind.
O, I would like to know what their sentence for contempt of their queen is
What for invading your neighbour’s land and flowers
What for treason, terrorism, mutiny and so on …
I will add some as yet unknown knowledge
About the ant society for the benefit of all mankind.