Tuesday, May 18, 2010

WHAT FALLS

Icarus, eyes gawking at melted wax
lumps pocking his flapping arms, featherless
as plucked hens. Tamarind from Adam’s lax
right hand as, with left, he points at Eve. Dress
from Juliet when groom Romeo moves
closer. Henry’s voice to a whisper while
he confesses to Becket. Fanny’s glove
to catch Keats’ eye. Rome when its leaders pile
marble statues to kiln lime for plaster.
Rain over their faces as Holly holds
Cat and Paul clutches them both. Disaster
on mankind when our Little Boy explodes
above Hiroshima. Your velvet hair
over my face within our gentle lair.

Roger Armbrust
May 18, 2010