Posts tagged ‘burial’

27/03/2013

Exhibit

 

 

They dragged me from the peat at night.

Untied my hands, my feet, my soul.

They washed me, cleaned me, dried my eyes.

They took my braiding, took my sword.

 

I’d lain between the worlds untouched,

I’d spoken with the dead and proud,

I’d walked the path and swum the lake,

I’d soaked my blood in veins of earth.

 

They wrenched my body from its ghost,

They stripped it, left it hanging on,

Awoke it from its spirit sleep,

Displayed it as a trophy scalp.

 

I reach to try to catch your mind.

You stare, repulsed, but don’t respond.

 

 

29/05/2012

Mazes and Mines

 

They use the strongest men to cut,

The fleet to carve, the weak to smooth,

The dying breathe the dust and choke

On leaden lodes and metal veins.

 

They pile the spent in pits of lime,

Their bodies covered quick and deep.

The ones who make eternal works –

The slaves and workers – pay their tax.

 

The maze beneath the palace walls:

In marble, onyx, granite, bones.

The mines behind the Empire’s rise:

The tailings heaps which hide its graves.

 

They mark the cost of their success:

These kings and heroes, rich and blessed.