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ISSN: 1941-4137 |
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Volume Two Issue Two |
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White The dog's green world has vanished again. He calls it in tight circles, pounding white. The garden flattens in fear at leaf-scape beaten into baroque, but smart birds have found their trees. Life is in stark contrast. Starlings are ten to a squabble. The pond has sunk and left a grey stone. New Year is under sculpture, hidden yet, a gift I am not to see. It will be like the old, but not. It will have soaked up white: windows cannot keep this thing out, and seeing the wren in this scenery stacked up to the sky makes me tremble, as if her hedge-throne rocked, thorned leaves slicing their way free. White is forming again, so light and yet so heavy. They call it virgin, but it is female rape, massive, unkillable, birthing a secret year, large eyelids sealed close, pulse steady. Already the white fingers poke into every corner. |
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