Testifying to Beauty

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Testifying to Beauty

Testifying to Beauty
Her poem
Revenge of the Stuttering Child
The Sign of the Bite
The Red Catalogue of the Word Sunset
Wheat
Ice Cream

A French poet sees the sun turning red
and presses the color of wine from cloudgrapes.
An English poet compares it to a rose
and the Hebrew to blood.
Oh my country, a land sinking cannibal lips in the sunset’s
virginal neck
the oars of fear are sewn to the length of my arms
and I, in the ark of my life, row like Noah
towards Ararat.

AuthorRonny Someck
2018-08-21T17:23:54+00:00 March 1st, 2000|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 13|0 Comments