Heneglwys: Second Allied Forces

Posted by ractrose on 18 Nov 2020 in Art, Poems

    The Folly Allied Forces         Heneglwys   Sir,   In my researches into the vanished tribes Which predate the era of Coel Hen Who, I need hardly tell you, is known to the modern reader of the nursery rhyme A prelate of that village which calls itself Heneglwys Whom my […]

Jumping Off: I Could Not (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 11 Nov 2020 in Art, Poems

      I Could Not   [the first of the guests uses a phrase] …that morning… She will have you join her, mourning A songbird’s nest shot scattered from a spruce Clumsy handle of her rake It is all a metaphor for loss   [the second of the guests plays about] a potent word […]

Jumping Off: If Only Others (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 10 Nov 2020 in Art, Poems

      If Only Others   Outed from bark made mulch by thermal shock the beetle takes a chill that starts a frail cough a worm’s meandering charts the tops an infestation census-taker feels the math mid-century young adulthood’s unexpected death on meeting the proboscis of a predatory wasp synthesis in skin and bone […]

Eight: answer (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 4 Nov 2020 in Art, Poems

    answer   the fleas die and the seedling trees die ants that mob your cabinets and the crawling earth’s answer to your time of living, wait to shock you in a flare of lit escape on bathroom floors at night Of vegetation again, ivies and vines ugly flowering things in beds made for […]

calmly (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 28 Oct 2020 in Art, Poems

    calmly   rise, this is the answer tell yourself I’m better, I’m free Free to go, yes? Yes, one white-clad figure addresses, the others ignore yes, through those double doors keep walking, painless arches flattening back straightening Please. I want, you say, finding the way cordoned, by strange gryphons To go home. Why? […]

Eight: question (poetry series)

Posted by ractrose on 21 Oct 2020 in Art, Poems

    question   Natural feeling Natural detachment and attachment in— Balance, Right Balance, and the difficulty in the word itself A sub-question. Do we want it to mean a mean, a quality, a norm, a commonality How much and what sort our chief concern? Which is to run ahead of the point And if […]

it hates (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 14 Oct 2020 in Art, Poems

    it hates   it curls into a fetal crouch reminds itself of cruel conspirators doesn’t remind from the couch, it watches a song once loved now sells young customers sailcloth uppers organic scuffs, the rubber sustainably harvested, no less… Harvested! Makes it think of the old tractor brand… All snuffled up by corporate […]

Bride to Be (part eleven)

Posted by ractrose on 7 Oct 2020 in Art, Poems

    Bride to Be (part eleven)   “She was in my father’s camp, what would hers do? Dishonor…would he assume it so? The cruelest of his knights, bloodiest of his kin…” Aldebert halts in attentive pose In sudden suspicion Wildulfa sees her gift of prophecy under trial “But there was no slaughter, rather, trickery…” […]

Amulet (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 30 Sep 2020 in Art, Poems

    Amulet   First carry a sofa onto the stage Foreshortening allows the table feet away The table is useful, its magazines and small props Prompting lines of dialogue The actress has complained about the velvet That carries light beautifully but catches at her tights She and he perch in three-quarter pose More athletic […]

Ash (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 23 Sep 2020 in Art, Poems

    Ash   You were bound to burn out your time that short fuse not adequate to the role of guiding light, beacon on a hill Steady star by lost at sea to navigate More the fuming little stick of dynamite laid like landmines, planned things ran afoul of the implacable hour You had, […]