poetry quotes

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carla ton

Cards (31)

o s e (l b h) i f a l b t t a w t
From the prelude
One summer evening (led by her) I found a little boat tied to a willow tree
T h u b; f a w n b t s a t g s
the horizon's upmost boundary; far above was nothing but the stars & the grey sky
A G S I S T G S, L U B M A T S, A S
from the prelude
and growing still in stature the grim shape, lowered up between me and the stars, and still
W w a d a u s o u m o b
From the Prelude
Worked with a dim and undetermined sense of unknown modes of being
t t m d
from the prelude
trouble to my dreams
O b a, i t m i e w t k u... w w k a b t n i s
From exposure
our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knive us... wearied we keep awake because the night is silent
d m i t e h m a, a o m i r o s r o g
from exposure
dawn massing in the east her melancholy army, attacks once more in ranks of shivering ranks on grey
s w d, s d, l w b, t w t b f - i i t w a d?
from exposure
so we drowse, sun-dozed, littered with blossoms, trickling where the blackbird fusses- is it that we are dying?
t, n l, w l o h; t w b f l o g s d
from exposure
Therefore, not loathe, we lie out here; therefore were born for love of god seems dying
p o h k f. a t e a i, b n h
from exposure
pause over half-known faces. all their eyes are ice, but nothing happens
s o t i
storm on the island
s t y l t t t y f, f t i p y h t
from storm on the island
so that you listen to the thing you fear. forgetting that it pummels your house too
s, i i a h n w f
FROM STORM on the island
strong, it is a huge nothing we fear
s w i r a r t w g s. t w e h n t u
from soti
sink walls in rock and roof them with good slate.
this wizened earth has never troubled us
y m t t s i c, e c d o t c
from soti
you might think the sea is company, exploding comfortably down on the cliffs
d t m, d t m, w d w t t m
from comh
dem tell me, dem tell me,
wha dem want to tell me
b u m e w m o h
from comh
bandage up me eye with me own history
t a s w v l b n
from comh
toussaint
A slave with vision lick back Napolean
a h s
from comh
a healing star
d t m b c a 1492 b w h t d c a d a t
from comh
dem tell me bout colombus and 1492
but what happened to de Caribs and de Arawaks too
b n i c o m o h i c o m i
but now i checking out me own history
i carving out me identity
p t l t l s t, t i w c a t
from tissue
paper that lets the light shine through, this is what could alter things
t b o t k, w a h h w i t n a h
the back of the koran, where a hand has written in the names and histories
m t. t s s t t b
from tissue
maps too. the sun shines through their borderlines
a a
'f a w t t, a g d w l t'
an architect
find a way to trace, a grand design with a living tissue
a t t b t, t i y s
from tissue
and thinned to be transparent, turned into your skin
t o w a c...
i l i a a c b m m o i i s c
from the emigree
there once was a country...
i left it as a child but my memory of it is sunlight-cheap
i m b a w, i m b s w t, b i a b b a i o s
from the emigree
it may be at war, it may be sick with tyrants, but i am branded by an impression of sunlight
t c v i c h
l a h d, o a s a g
from the emigree
that child's vocabulary i carried here
like a hollow doll, opens and spills a grammar
i l d i f o m, d a p; i c i h a l i s e
from the emigree
it lies down in front of me, docile as paper; i comb its hair and love its shining eyes
m c h b m. t m d, a m s f a e o s
from the emigree
my city hides behind me. they mutter death, and my shadow falls as evidence of sunlight