from Blood Upon The Moon… ‘Bloom’







Listening to an argument
between the sheets and lawn-trimmers’ noise,
the women cleaning rooms
the overly damp mildew of a submerged
Kentucky bleeding colors

Beneath the flatness of a cast-iron sky
shedding relief between indifferent lives,
the levees neither gap, nor bridge
but parentheses
describing the inarticulate tide held back

Where this is thorn-stuck amid Bible
and belt, unholy pride an
anticipation: the cross-stitched quilt
on which the animals come alive,
triumphing a riot of signs they survive

Pure semaphore on a Teutonic scale,
as maidens sing thee to thy doom, and war
breaks out; a family reunion
gone astray amid rivalries, and feuds:
unacknowledged truths in this most modern of ages

©Dean Baker






3 thoughts on “from Blood Upon The Moon… ‘Bloom’

  1. So, I’m about 1/3 … a bit more into the book. Shocking and fabulous, I say. You’ve always spoken your mind.
    I think back to Baker’s Bad Boys..You’ve come a long way. You have maintained your position, you have exceeded yourself, brilliantly.
    Now, it’s more than a Baker’s dozen of poems. It’s a Baker’s dozen of books.



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