The Declaration & Other Poems

 
Photo by @sixsevensix

Photo by @sixsevensix

 

The Declaration

Upon the thick line,
A soft, nimble foot,
            Digging its heel
in the imagined etch

And within all estrangements,
a dissonant hand,
Sinking its nails
            into the gypsum

For in the stillness of Shapes,
            One must declare:
To shake and to shift
until nothing is left!

 

 

To Support

Nude below a spigot,
you are redeeming
            your Mile-hair,
lathering with my blood
and delicately rinsing

There, dazed placid,
you clutch the crusts
            of my briny sweat,
Exfoliate your face
for plushness uncompared

And glistening divine,
my vialed tears appear
to spill among your skins:
            Covers endless curves
in strength and defense

You live in Pristine
to contrast my Sully —
Some steaming difference
we gladly accept,
            and I swear to ooze for
until lying bone-dry

 

 

Perpetual Rite

Please know the world
                                    is so old:

She spits dust and spews bile,
grows wrinkled by the hour,
Drags cataract storms
            over once-calm towns —
Turns greyer each day
(by choice or by force,)
            and begs Her pathogens
to prize what is left

So as perpetual Rite,
            do as She says —
Live sweet and tender
however you can;
For bones have been swallowed
            for many a time,
but still will She try
as long as she can

 

 

At the Garden

Today, we make attempts
to thwart off bony wolves,
to unperch our crooked crows,
To stifle craving cries
but clutch a thorny rose

Yet I know what will happen
is that those mutts must starve,
that the trees must be felled,
That the analysts must come
and pull us from the garden…

So for now, we are sitting:
Gnawed to the bone
with beady-eyed watchers,
Vinous and whining
for the things that must be

 

 

Disaster

Late October: Lifeless homes,
Hurricane in a land of Gardens;
Pianos were dragged out
by some swollen banks
To play the key of Sea
                                    [Forcefully]

 

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Edward Hemstreet

Edward Hemstreet is a surfacing writer from New Jersey; his works are featured or forthcoming in Roanoke Review, Visitant, and The Write Launch, among others. When not writing, he may be found drinking uncomfortable amounts of tea.

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