Gesture


 
from on high the       gesture
slipped  ragged   into     textiles
new weights       and social mores
templates    from  the     prison
laughter    etched     into   memory   shops
&    the     ragged      refrain      etched
on    the   brow     of last     year’s
hymns   the   mighty        stagger  cut
throat      into     embassies  cool  remarks
the  bitter    dregs of  european  folly its
soviet  corpuscle  blood     ire     risen to
borders   of    their   darkening    incomprehensible
dance    the     rabid      time      clear-shorn from
the  bone its    time     a gentle      reminder
of all   those      dreams   now carted   into towns
and left        as    if    to  rot    as new flesh hope.

 

Clive Gresswell
Montage Rupert Loydell

 

 

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