the black waters

Is: muted/ the empty sky

of evening/ wept until –

 

The stars fray/

derelict shadows

 

lie in ragged heaps/

the I, crystalline,

 

beside me –

long, serpentine

4 Responsesso far.

  1. Mark Prisco Mark Prisco says:

    thanks Peter, i don’t mind that.

  2. peterlebaige peterlebaige says:

    Well, I’d have to say I wouldn’t try justifying anything on Poetry Circle, it’s a lost deal, you’re always outnumbered and critically out-gunned LOL I love the jarring of the title when it bangs up against the ‘mighty’ ‘Is:’ in the first line, and how it finishes with the ‘serpentine’ ‘I’, like the serpent in Eden.

  3. Mark Prisco Mark Prisco says:

    thank you Sommer. i tried to justify the formatting on Poetry Circle, when asked about it, but failed. i think your comment sums it neatly.

  4. This is stunning, the formatting captures the feeling of fracture contributing to the dream-like quality of the imagery.

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