Where Speed Is Silver

desert
This eternity-dry furnace land
Regularly eating itself for a living;
This bed of suns,
Casual death of Empires,
Bed of suns wrath,
Migrant’s merciless gauntlet.

Djinn-guard grains,
Impossible sky in flaked-rock ground,
So that simple water,
That which you so desperately need –
And, indeed
Can sea-sand-see –
Is just not there
(…and never was!)

Where speed is silver,
Quicker than thought;
Where breath is spent
Before it’s taken …
And resurrection is
A rootless, long dead tree.

31/1/2013

Photo from tangledwing.wordpress. com (if any objections to my use of this please contact me, I have no wish to use anything without permissions.)

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4 thoughts on “Where Speed Is Silver

  1. glynfedwards says:

    I love the word ‘djinn’. Have you ever read the book by William Dalrymple? It’s worth getting just for the front cover. An evocative poem.

  2. Lara Klein says:

    I wanted to press ‘like’.. if there was a ‘really like, big time’ option that’s what I would of clicked. Really beautiful. I look forward to getting to know you.

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