1:21 PM Posted by James Owens

Attempt at Meaning on the Western Marches

an empty ossuary
a raw mouth

but hot
with the copper

lick of dried
angel’s blood



sam of the ten thousand things said...

Very compressed, and all the more strong for it. I really like the way stanzas 2 and 3 leap yet connect. This is a marvelous piece, James.

James Owens said...

Thank you, Sam. I'm not sure that this isn't a bit too compressed, actually. A couple of days later, and I'm getting the feeling that this little thing is really one piece of a larger poem....