Treasure Island

mark littler


Rustam And Sohrab


warrior kills warrior son
riderless horse on calm field
riderless horse on keen howler
I have no son I am no father

days of this hour
birth and thirteen astrologies

back to the candle lamp princess
her love for the spear and his rider
brass mare
inventor!
born, not concealed but made female and wanting


man to man he joined a foreign thousand
first under flag

one body is a battle deep
youth in the river
Raven a hunter
Eagle old bones

That is not

Caesar killed for Caesar's ring
imposter!
blood daughter weak hidden in arms
palms painted with jetta eyes
rouged with a sword for a dress
a love of blue dresses

Submitted: Tuesday, March 26, 2013

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