#457 - the bible

30.iii.21

457

2.89

the bible

for godsbother

 

as much revealed

and find me there –

partings, ladders, manna falls

 

fantastic muttering over all heads

patched from lost hunches, long wrongs

odd sunflood too

tears – someone else’s river

 

desert and exile

ethnic cleansing

promises, promises!

stiff necks

 

books named for sundry agonies

for blindings and for blight

arranged around a common curse

 

bow to this our wisdom

holy holy

 

it has that special weight of light

where contradict myself

 

flabby mansion

 

shot through with windows, doors

so much and so many

it cannot be afforded

(not all of the renovations approved)

 

runneth over yet

 

the sweat of it – a vineyard

come, ye tribes, be me

(take your time)

 

the old tune is still in the whale

 

trees reach beyond a book to be

 

in cobwebs

in fierce rafter stuck prayers

 

spectacles fail and the age is done

consider the ant of course

 

I see the poets under this burden

 

and here’s broom too

the bullfrog

a wilderness gurgle of spite

 

has been prepared but no one is listening

 

but keep up won’t you

mark my words

it’s the little truths set off

 

come footstool smote and smite

ah tussle!

this make believe coherence

as with the bush, the bourse

 

have you read this far?

 

and then there’s love and light