#19 of unimportant verse about important people
literally no combination of words could ever do dwale justice, but i'm made entirely of compulsions, so i don't really have a choice but to try.
Death, Poetry
Owen
transitions - mog moogle
the mistress of tidwell manor - renee carter hall
yet time and distance - kris carver
polynomials - fever low
raise your voice - stefano "mando" zocchi
going out - t c powell
harvest home - altivo overo
the foreigner - dwale
Clean, Otter, Preview, Publication, Transgender, anthology, teaser
We crawl through moist humus like millipedes,
Feasting on dirt and dead, crumbling leaves
While striped skies cycle through violet hues,
While time's kisses take the shape of a bruise.
Endeavors wear the warmer years away,
Reduced at last to...
Dwale, Millipede, Poem, Poetry
I remember that one late August night,
Watching the moths mob the lantern's amber
Light, the summer wind playing with the flame,
Your ebon hair, swaying, caressed your neck.
I saw you swallow. I envied your spit.
You looked upward to the wild...
Poetry
Still waiting for a taste of something true
In the maiden grass, chasing the fireflies,
Thinking back on the last time you heard me
Drink dew like a hungry ghost in the night.
Oh, would that my shuttered words could grow wings
And search this...
Poem, Poetry
Seven days had passed when I heard you died,
A missive in the warm morning hours, dawn
Rose, and no one said how I should go on,
Or ford this moor without my only guide.
Flown to space by what callous earth destroyed,
I chase the long-flying...
Poem, Poetry
_A Gentleman of Strength_
_By Dwale_
It had been an ill-omened tournament. Ame's train had been delayed twelve hours due to unseasonal flooding, then he'd gotten lost between the station and the hotel. He'd been unable to get a cab and was forced...
Bear, Panda, moon bear, sumo
On Hallow's Eve, beneath the sky
Take the implements described
To some obscure, untraveled place,
The knife, the flame, the words to say.
A pentagram would surely do,
But pick which symbol pleases you
And draw it out with steady care,
Then...
Bad taste, Humor, Poem, Poetry
"Behesht"
When father died, I cleansed his remains and wrapped them in a sheet, then secured them in a sling I'd fashioned ahead of time. His thirty-five-kilogram corpse strapped to my back, I made the long climb up the dusty steel ladder of the...
Apocalyptic, Camel, Djinn, Gecko, Hare, Islam, Mole, Muslim, Rabbit, Scifi, jerboa, vole
Summer, season of hot insomnia,
That much never seems to change at all.
Laying awake in the red desert night,
I shape woods from shadow and wait for fall.
Ten years now gone, and who thought I would miss
The songs of crickets, owls and katydids?...
Poetry, untitled
My garden of foxtails and milk-thistle,
Alive and wild, more so than tended rows
In growth, has died. I killed them a little,
The crab-grass clumps, Datura and nettle.
"Time and time, I commit these small murders,
To whose benefit?" I ask why and...
Flower, Plant, Poetry
My flame low, frail as foam,
We made a change of hateful acreage,
Bitter course which I was bound
To: trim the wick or quench the embers,
Quick to cut the candle down
And I would be your psychopomp
And you would be my ward
And I...
Poem, Poetry