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Peter Boyle
THE APOCRYPHA OF WILLIAM O\'SHAUNESSY: BOOK V, XXVII
THE APOCRYPHA OF WILLIAM O\'SHAUNESSY: BOOK V, XXVII
THE APOCRYPHA OF WILLIAM O\'SHAUNESSY: BOOK V, XXVII
XXVIII hate you but I love you –
why the fuck do I do this?
I dream of those dying slowly,
poison frothing from the mouth,
eyes jerking.
To me that peaceful ice
across the forehead,
that scream that cannot find the air,
is heaven.
~o~
If you seek Catullus,
look for him far away
in the coiled smoke rising
from a pyre by the Ganges
or right beside you
in that garrulous wounded bird
who’s forgotten all those days
when the birds passed freely between us.
~o~
This black doesn’t suit you, Catullus.
Put some bright red,
some glittering brocade
on your shoulder –
the divine is in everything.
~o~
This glittering, this lake polished by the wind
longing inscribed on the stem of a boat
too much death in the bones
I have done with smart-ass love poems
a butterfly explodes in a warm gust of petals
by the lake at Sirmione
(from Catullus, The Sermione Notebooks – drafts and sketches)
© 2007, Peter Boyle
Publisher: First published on PIW,
Publisher: First published on PIW,
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THE APOCRYPHA OF WILLIAM O\'SHAUNESSY: BOOK V, XXVII
XXVIII hate you but I love you –
why the fuck do I do this?
I dream of those dying slowly,
poison frothing from the mouth,
eyes jerking.
To me that peaceful ice
across the forehead,
that scream that cannot find the air,
is heaven.
~o~
If you seek Catullus,
look for him far away
in the coiled smoke rising
from a pyre by the Ganges
or right beside you
in that garrulous wounded bird
who’s forgotten all those days
when the birds passed freely between us.
~o~
This black doesn’t suit you, Catullus.
Put some bright red,
some glittering brocade
on your shoulder –
the divine is in everything.
~o~
This glittering, this lake polished by the wind
longing inscribed on the stem of a boat
too much death in the bones
I have done with smart-ass love poems
a butterfly explodes in a warm gust of petals
by the lake at Sirmione
(from Catullus, The Sermione Notebooks – drafts and sketches)
THE APOCRYPHA OF WILLIAM O\'SHAUNESSY: BOOK V, XXVII
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