Despairing Angels
Carnalized in our time
Wingless
floating floating
Serenading cities aflame
far below
Lyrics of death descending
Shrill with despair
Not not
the sweet Tiepolo angels
Now now
a lost imagining:
the sweetest among angels
are being tutored to die
While wingless beings
graceless and grotesque float
above our menaced planet
Leaders of all nations and their citizens should read Richard Falk’s touching insight.
The sweetest of angels will not die in vain for the wingless, graceless and groteque
darken their own souls as they menace the planet.
Georgianne E. Matthews
Dark, darker, darkest:
Your posts are invitations into the most dense areas of the world’s shadow. What does it mean to see in such dimness? Can one smile in the middle of such a night?
I think it was Theodore Roethke who wrote the line “In the dark the eye begins to see.” Perhaps, I am abusing the blogosphere by seeming to dwell only in the shadowlands..
Beautifully powerful but makes me sad
Salpy: I really do hate the thought of making you sad! I will try to do
more to bring you joy!