The Earth Unseeded (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 23 Feb 2019 in Art, Poems
The Earth Unseeded (poem)

 

 

The Earth Unseeded

 

Entering as they would, vi-ah

Unlocked galleries feeding sitting rooms apathetic

Brocade and fringe, grand piano benches propping slumpen

Estate-squatters pinched with starving

Come to rest

Who defy all stirring to object

Interlopers feel the breath of drawing drafts

Pipe from standing door to mantel mouth

With just the scream of a past distinction

A hint in the vents of a nutcracker’s gape

A fitting place for trace remains of cheery blaze

And spitted goose

They took an inspiration to brush at carpets

 

Sometimes crowbar off the baseboards

Whiskbroom out the dust

And dirt, wait for the brevity of longer daylight

Rake the softened earth under plastic sheeting

Bury all they’d gleaned with gaunt obsession

For a new thing

Any new thing

That the treads of shoes of years had left behind

 

Plastic, plastic, cut into mosaics, stitched and glued

Built into a dome-shape, theory of a house

Dome on dome with cushioned air layered in

The light grown so dim

Tending curiosities that sprout

Coming out to sit all day, instead of there

A rug-wrapped radiator’s body heat and lung-waste

What sacrifice after all to be god to a young planet

 

 


The Earth Unseeded

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(2019, Stephanie Foster)

 

 

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