Saturday, March 18, 2017

CHRISTOPHER MIDDLETON ~







Two Water Poems



1



Swim in the spring

it's cold

and bites like

you slept with your daughter



At summer's end

glowing waters close

like silk over your shoulder



This time it's mother

such an evil hobby

envious

comparisons



2



Labyrinthine roots

of the water cypress

anchor

this green dove weighing

dozens of tons

this hairy cone haunted

by the cuckoo



and vanish

far under water

yours

my friendly purse

of bloody fly up



through speech-

bubbles past

their faint boundaries

into thin air



_______________________

CHRISTOPHER MIDDLETON
The Lonely Suppers of W.V. Balloon
Godine 1975












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