Dr. Joseph-Ignace Guillotin

In a hotel room awake

as dawn

drops

the moon

like a dinner plate,

and,

from the slit

between the curtains

hazy mists of morning light

coast in,

like blood from a wound

underwater.

All the birds and sharks

have started

to sing.

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17 comments

  1. “as dawn/ drops/ the moon/ like a dinner plate”: That image is stuck in my head. Not only because it’s visually striking, but also because it contrasts the other references to water and haze and blood, things that don’t break but bleed. Maybe that’s it. Because the night has been broken, life is spilling awake. Anyways, you have me thinking, which is the result of great poetry.

  2. Just wanted to say thank you for the recent follow. That means a lot!!

    I just got around to reading some of your work. You have a way with words, my friend. You can pull the reader in and make us hang upon every word. I really like how you do that, and look forward to reading your work for the foreseeable future.

    Thanks,
    B.

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