maybe beauty will remain an abstract dirge; a mantra to be ruminated over
like a submerged leek
becoming tender in warm water.
as it seems to me all as vanished from our worlds galaxies
much poetry has propelled
into the bellowing mushroom cloud
of noxious gas.
Earth has garnished her seedlings
as the trees convulse in 4/5 time
leading scholars to compendious shame; shaking with violence muttering intellectual gibberish
to the delight of the spittle
forced out with the saying of it,
but what about me
the documenter of my purview,
what do I make of anything now
I say to myself in this pallid skin,
in these pallid days.
perhaps I should go tell it on the mountain, given the effulgence of effort
not merely in mind
but of the being
directing my reticent walk
out of a crawling crowd.
The featured image accompanying this poem, entitled ‘Water Than Smoke’, have been used with the permission of artist Patricio Betteo.
About Patricio Betteo: Patricio Betteo, son of south-american parents, was born in Mexico City in the late 70’s. Since 1999 he has focused on comics and illustration. His work has been published in a great deal of mexican journals, magazines and children’s books. He has also done some videogame art for Electronic Arts and American McGee. He also spends his days playing guitar and painting.