Nathaniel Tarn Poems

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1.
Before The Snake

Sitting, facing the sun, eyes closed. I can hear the
sun. I can hear the bird life all around for miles.
It flies through us and around us, it takes up all
space, as if we were not there, as if we had never
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2.
Ancestors

Small provincial town
in 'my' fathers' land
at creation's edge -
border post deserted,
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3.
Unravelling / Shock

A hole torn in the fabric of the world,
the web, the whole infernal weave
through which live-giving rain is falling
but mixing with the tears and with the blood.
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