Death - come & cover me - burs & soft twine
Turning feet to plum, bones to earth - bury
My face under orchid's sun, wild cherry
My body is bent tree, crowing to wind
Pining to fly & ride the last ferry
Death - come & cover me - burs & soft twine
Turning feet to plum, bones to earth - bury
This weighted sadness, blue trimmed with iced-rime
Spinning legs more than I care to carry
Recalling a love, sweet as mulberry
Death - come & cover me - burs & soft twine
Turning feet to plum, bones to earth - bury
My face under orchid's sun, wild cherry
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I love this part of the refrain, Grace. “Turning feet to plum, bones to earth - bury
ReplyDeleteMy face under orchid's sun, wild cherry”
Beautifully written, Grace. I especially love the idea of ‘my face under orchid's sun’ and ‘recalling a love, sweet as mulberry’.
ReplyDeleteAm immense, and whimsical sadness swirls around your evocative words,quite powerfully..'recalling a love, sweet mulberry' perhaps the saddest line...beautiful poetry, I did not dare study it too long earlier lest it influence me too much, such a strong atmosphere that it has.
ReplyDeleteThe title hints at the dark theme but, yet you were able to incorporate the senses with plums and cherries. At least there was that recall of love in the end.
ReplyDeleteI especially love your refrain, particularly " Death - come & cover me - burs & soft twine." The contrast between the inevitable burrs that will mar the buried body and the soft twine with which it is lovingly bound..an incredible image.
ReplyDeleteLove and Death - never far apart in the poet's psyche - beautifully written Grace...
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