Plain Portions Poem by Andy Brookes
Plain Portions
The poet's portion is served cold on plain porcelain platters
like congealing old gravy, yet the synonyms vary.
so here we smash plates like Greeks for Plato is reaching out from his cave
seeing the spectral colours but not spot lights
the heavens spinning but only can we see the poet's portion
cold in the vacuum of space billowing like white linen
rippling in solar winds.
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