Tuesday, April 12, 2022

Broadside Contest Entrant #9: MARK A FISHER

Kelso


I have stood on silent drum sands

where lizards swim like fish

and the sex lives of blister beetles

roll on like endless waves


where lizards swim like fish

through these sandy dune seas

roll on like endless waves

touched by unknown tides


through these sandy dune seas

deserted and still forgotten

touched by unknown tides

in distant human affairs


deserted and still forgotten

with the ghosts of many years

in distant human affairs

remote and nameless 


with the ghosts of many years

and the sex lives of blister beetles

remote and nameless 

I have stood on silent drum sands


4 comments:

  1. So Kelso is remote and (in a sense) nameless. Beautiful piece.

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  2. vivid imagery and beautiful lines.

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  3. I have yet to conquer anything close to a sestina. I love this poem. A careful choice of imagery, well-placed.

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