19 June 2024
31 July 2024
gutterance
appalling rain
and the shutter effect
snatches of
infinite
ugliness, no, finite!
the sound of the poems
estranging one from the other
the poet likewise
the infinite justice of the ordained world
(ineluctable domain of
chance) being the meaning
of the disciples’ poems more than making up
what it does to their sound and
down the trudge of time,
the bigger players’ being bound to try
to take it all, some are more
influenced by smells, light, bodily
sensations, concatenations
than the other
daisy chains wilting on pressed grass
where once love sat
rapping retorts
middle finger up
to the paradigm
of all our
ways