Saturday, March 19, 2016

Of Violence and Art -- A Poem by B. A. Oard

[Yet another forgotten poem from the mid-1990s.]

Of Violence and Art

the sound beneath the skin, the cry
from ancient wine;
sunlight's jagged fire
on the surface of the sea

sussurration of a mountain stream
creams a crevice hidden in the trees

a bone bleached white and beached
by leaving sea...

Feel its fist inside the heart,
feel it clenching, pounding

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