Oedipus By Sophocles Poem by Shola Balogun

Oedipus by Sophocles


Oil for the brow.

The ascending footfalls in a landslide,
The drowning moons at the threshold of dreams,
The accompanied dialogue with the parting presence,
Claustrophobic, still screen closes
Slowly on a knob, definitive steps
Move down the aisle-
A pair of hands condense in blood.
With an artful eye and guided space,
A poet's palette begets
Buds of firstripe earth,

Tongues of ingathering.