Friday, March 19, 2010


Congo between her ears
flambeau darkens the rite
charcoal minimizes cotton
between his ears
the horse and the goat Simbi
eat us all
voudoun o
telesalesmen, lambs, bones

the body will not hold
bold running


Jenny said...

This made me think of Dr John's "Gris Gris" and Conrad.

Dark, menancing and smoldering.

Really fabulous piece, PO!

Francis Scudellari said...

This definitely casts a spell. I like the comparison to Conrad Jenny makes.

human being said...


the rite of reversals
jumping down
to soar a longer while
tangling in
the modern web of a spider
we are all part of


Anonymous said...

Jenny - Thank you. I love the song you mentioned.

Francis - Yeah. He is very good.

hb - An enchanting poem. Thank you.

Anonymous said...

I got a bit nervous when reading this one. :)

Claudette Cohen said...

Yea. This conjures voodoo. Powerful.