Augury
Determined to capture
the cunning crook's continued climb
along the crippled canvas
we withdraw our hands,
no longer clasping
spinning keys
held over peeling scripture,
and ship a raging shawl.
Sui generis
Beyond the stone doorway,
buried beneath black apparatus,
white hooks
and squared circles,
I spied a feathery flurry
There it stood
lanky and lofty,
contemptible
in its looming emptiness;
a sloppy doll concealed behind
its overgrown twin stilts
And now I cannot hide my pride
at the show of forthright fortitude
which followed.
Curtis Ackie is a novelist, short-story writer,
and poet, born in London, UK. He is currently based in Zagreb, Croatia.
1 comment:
"spinning keys
held over peeling scripture,
and ship a raging shawl."
really enjoyed Augury, curtis. thanks
arka
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