a blind man waking the scorpion with
a bent twig. black pendulous upstanding
sting found in the dark. a sharp still bright pain
lighting the spinning hole. brave man. blind man
stick turns to snake if you loosen your grip
didn't you know that? snake smooth the bright sharp pool
opens without assent folds round without
holding. stone falls without ripples through
the womb of strangers. don't you know that in this
blind world nothing wakes to the touch no skin
breaks? hold tight till the hollow tuber puts
its shoots behind the eye. and the purple
pendant stings where it hangs against the skin.
blinded by the growing rot a child bent
upon waking the snake he merely nods
November 3,1973
'NOBODY CAN'T HEARD EYES' 'THEIR FLYING ON THE BLINDED SKY' 'NOBODY CAN'T HEARD AS' 'ON MEAN, ON MEAN' this beautiful poems mr, this a related much very well
the imagery is fabulous! ! whre did you learn to write like this? awesome grammar! it literally painted a picture in my mind about what a scorpion could do if it bit me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
stick turns to snake if you loosen your grip this imagery is biblical. when moses Was sent to pharohs to free the Israelites God gave him a stick which turned into a snake.. thank u for the poem.. God bless you.