And The Black Scythe With Its Beak of Ibis
by Martine Morillon-Carreau
And the black scythe
with its beak of ibis
I live in
a scream in the memory
No
It was yet
even so
in the ears
A bent broken hoot
so so long to the moon or death
howling
And
like learning
this one
Stop
I say
to myself
But then
Stop
it’s coming
yes
going out
whistling
piercing out
of chest
heart
and farther
bottom of ages
a hole in the belly the guts
all
this found
crossed out screwed up throw away
I
– this read must not paper
and then us
betraying hating love –
haunt
live in a scream
nothing else but
presently
letting filter letting escape
braid with black the white flight
wings to glint
a light toward a peak
and smooth
up to the sky
blue ripples on water
End of the poem
15 random poems
- A Lover’s Prayer by St Antoine de la Vuadi
- In The Forum poem – Alfred Austin
- Cousin Nancy by T. S. Eliot
- The Frantic by Mark Miller
- Riding Together by William Morris
- Robert Burns: Craigieburn Wood:
- “My soul is sunk in all–suffusing shame” poem – Alfred Austin
- Beggars by William Wordsworth
- Lament by Sylvia Plath
- At Shelley’s Grave poem – Alfred Austin
- I Thought Of You by Sara Teasdale
- Огюст Барбье – Лев
- Ruth A-Ridèn by William Barnes
- The Beginning by Rabindranath Tagore
- Sonnet 25: Let those who are in favour with their stars by William Shakespeare
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