Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Stefanie Bennett- Three Poems


WINTER OFFENSIVE 2014          
 
It must be The Night
Of The Long Knives
For there’s
 
Fate’s arduous wolf
In the thicket –,
 
A hundredweight bone-chill
Half moon –,
 
Boot-heels fracturing
The desensitised dusk and
 
An obsidian Manticore
Sartrean shack
 
I’ve come upon that
Distantly
Looks like
                Home.
 
 
 
KAFKA EPILOGUE         
 
There is no train –.
There is no station –.
The stopping point
... It’s beyond recall.
 
Yet, there was a house.
A lamp. A window
Through which
The forest
                Entered
 
...Following
A sky-rail
And tomorrow’s
Prophetic
 
Swan-song.
 
 
 
AFTER VASCO POPA         
 
Once there was a frown, acceptable
As a frown can be.
 
It never caught sight of itself;
 
It stopped cybernetics at their play;
 
It transgressed so well the maps
  Of the world rearranged them-
  Selves into globular rigidity.
 
The doctors operated on the maps
  Trying not to be apprehensive...
 
The village officialdom bought the idea
  Of tub-thumping maps,
  And squaring globes...
 
Once there was a frown, so the story
  Goes. It hasn’t
  An ending
 
It’s still not... acceptable.
 
 
 
Stefanie Bennett has published eighteen books of poetry and one novel. She has acted as a publishing editor and worked with Arts Action for Peace. Of mixed ancestry [Italian/Irish/Paugussett-Shawnee], she was born in Queensland, Australia, in 1945. Her latest poetry title ‘The Vanishing’ is due at year’s end. Publisher, Walleah Press.
 

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