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Poetry by Dana Harrison-Tidwell
Concerning Creation.
Cheap tricks,
your architecture:
her censored cleft,
his terse climax,
that small,
expensive
apple.
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Observation.
All gods are written
no more brave than afraid;
it is the immediate presence
that cares for nothing.
I have catalogued a thousand species
of absence, a hundred stray tenets,
and one unnamed truth
cowering in resistance
against loose misapplication.
The very lap of irony?
Blind animals, surrounded
by rotting fruit, graze
where the ripest apple falls
first, rigid with the thought
of a few hours grace.
Three, then, rip off
their own heads, as one
quietly buries the bodies.
3 comments:
Nice use of symbolism. Careful rereading pays off.
I love: that small / expensive / apple.
I picture an apple going slowly downstairs
"small" (bump)
"expensive (bump)
"apple" (thud--too bruised to move.)
I loved "that small, expensive apple," too. And the lined out "censored."
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