Monday, May 02, 2011
John Keats Weather
rain globe
long red worms
graze the soil
startling bright green haze
creeps from frozen brown
drought
water sloshes in the lungs
and heart, thermostat plunging
from childish fever to hellish chills
hot sun
beckons through weeks of rain
from hallucinated islands
spores fire
weed and bud
ferment the meridians
of dark brick corners
coal midnights
a ceaseless windy plash
soft unimaginable petals
burgeon
the richest desire
the outset of the walk was
through lush catastrophe and we
slept in a sodden sullen church
hovering in the dense
cheap sick room
the living bacteria flumed
in the quay submerged
rhythms of forest and
maroon
complicate
arpeggios of
rocks in the chest
wheels of geometric
patterns
lush sensual and set
foggy breaths
clink music
a cat licks its lips
hoary poppy
leaves pierce
black loam
two crows toy
and drop
the bone
ribboning cove
bronchial tide
veins of muddy brine
time unfurls
the heat cruelly
explodes the farm
you both
kiss the wall
covering it with whispers
spectral fairies prance
over harsh
oaken moss
red ribbon of flame
haunts the
alabaster neck
a purple dress
sails through
the heath of health
you were correct
to fear the scansions of love
without which
the verse would not
burn
nor the world uncurl
yet still time? to
set things right
put the house in order
sweep out the larks
ashes beetles
mortar
though a moist
chaos infiltrates
the book
________
so one goes on
perhaps even marries
settling into the stitch
it’s nothing like
marrying the sea though
is it?
(May, 2011)
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