Origins can be corporeal or spiritual.
Dark as soot
blight beginnings
cold as space.
The sun devours a million earths
while scapula revelations feast on soul food.
Rice, gravy and biscuits,
teacakes too.
This land is burnt
acid intestines spirit
red clay dirt.
Where is freedom for the famished?
Living this This land is burnt
blight beginnings
dark as soot
cold as space.
This land is burnt.
1-2 January 2017
Terrific Maxime. Drama and pace. The images - both poem and pic - have seered into my mind.
ReplyDeleteThank you Lizz. Your feedback is appreciated. I enjoy including a photo, created on its own
ReplyDelete, then melanged juxtaposed with some of the words that to me seems feels an interesting, asymmetrically right.