In the aftermath of goodness,
there is shouting throughout the streets
a crowd gathers near a clock-tower of a radical
difference in time,
and you spot a light
of indecent exposure
in a gated window where
promise lives; it is morning in a marketplace
of the dove flying past descent
hell bent on a crumb
of bread among the
ripened and the celebrated hate
bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011
Posted for One Stop Poetry - Celebrating Leonard Cohen
Barbara: Thinking I'm missing some of this, because there IS so much here, so many things going on at once, like a rapid scene-switching cinema segment. Gonna read it more, because I see it IS worthwhile. I WANT to understand.
ReplyDeletePEACE, from Steve
Reminds me of an uprising of the populace, against the rule of a 54-year-tyranny. Sometimes victory is not all what I thought it could be--expectations?
ReplyDeleteBye.
I think you have the jest of it Steve...a turn in current truth - into a descent of turmoil...thanks for reading....Cohen does this so well in his writings...explaining humanity and chaos.....bkm
ReplyDeleteThis is a very powerful piece, Barbara.
ReplyDeletewhew...wicked closing lines...yes you capture well the current 'state' of affairs...smiles.
ReplyDeleteWow. Read this several times, and aloud. One of your most powerful pieces yet: the "dove flying past descent/hell bent" is a brilliant juxtaposition.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
The first line is such a refreshing interpretation of world ugliness! Noah's dove has quite another mission here! Amazing!
ReplyDeletebrilliant write ....really enjoyed it and the message it tells ...thank you
ReplyDeleteI can hear Leonard's voice in this, well done.
ReplyDeleteI echo others who have said that Leonard's voice lies behind this as one reads. I'm sure he himself would feel the same.
ReplyDeleteI like the descent/hell bent lines best.
Kat