April Tools

(Mortuary mendacity)

by T.P. Wilkinson / April 8th, 2018

Grounded
ground in fantasy
suppose
Druids
quite strange
found
those feet once Blake
in England
thought
jammed
between Holyhead
and Hastings
repose
sought.

Sounded
sound insanity
disposéd
fluids
quite strange
found
those with resistance weak
in England
caught
born among quite distant hills
only to be ground
and buried lie
near Salisbury’s
no less satanic mills.

T.P. Wilkinson, Dr. rer. pol. writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is author of Unbecoming American: A War Memoir and also Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..

This article was posted on Sunday, April 8th, 2018 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.