Monthly Archives: November 2015

People have called for us to write about Beirut

FOR ADEL TERMOS OF BEIRUT How mourn not knowing how the spice oil smell crates between stalls meat hanging fresh baked rolls the crowded bus exhaust walls peppered with small holes posters I could not read? This man, Adel made … Continue reading

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Another 1311 poem

PAIN Our skeleton remembers every blow. Each trauma lines our teeth with fine dark rings Our mother’s pain deep in our blood vein sings Our skull holds knowledge that we cannot know Yet feel deep rooted as a tooth that … Continue reading

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Inadequate but what can you do or say?

PARIS 13/11 There is a dance that people play with knives. A circle forms. One cuts another’s throat. Whose cut whose turn. The sweet squeal of the stoat teeth in a fieldmouse. It’s the end of lives of peace and … Continue reading

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For today

Remembrance Sunday For every poet gas flame in their throats Who scramble scrawled last verses in the mud Each child whose flower blasted in the bud, Musician detonation deafened notes Nurses their wounds unbandaged and no bed To make for … Continue reading

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A weather poem

FOG Grey brown sometimes it seeps into your house Particle droplet heavy in your chest It closes in at night. Unwelcome guest. In through each door and hole thin as a mouse that leaves its small black droppings on your … Continue reading

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