October 14, 2009

Archive number THREE

This entry is here purely because I realised I didn't want Emin to be at the top of my page. The poetry is kind of incidental. Well, here is Melia Lia's 'Dream Snatcher'. I thought that Lia might be appropriate here because of her tendancy to incorporate natural fluidity into her art...BASICALLY, she makes pretty pictures.

dream snatcher


In the name

Translucent flowers ache (unlike
us) under the X-Ray.
Burnt.

Shambling clouds used
to shake, and the wind
chromed

the grass with its mantra.
One less to panic, to
shrink.

Paper butterflies never
needed to fly, flailingly
watching

the river panting itself
a love note and the wind
shaking

the clamouring clouds
into a state of democratic
decay,

all for amour. All for the
flowers that ache,
burnt.


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