Today's Poetry Highlight
Today's post is a new poem from Rane Arroyo, kick ass faculty member of kick ass Spalding University. I am to stress that this is "just a first draft." Isn't everything? :) Thanks to Rane for doing the writing exercise and letting me post his poem!
Homesick in Africa
by Rane Arroyo
For a pencil, I’ve a grim horse.
I tell God that I’ll name these days
Peach (yeah, right, in this season of
the red scarf). Grenades are fruit
ripening despite our prayers.
Feats of running feet, the blur
afterwards, after words. I rein
the handwriting towards the dream
of New York where brooding turns you
into a fleckless bride (one’s sex
is unimportant). For a diary,
the volcano once my heart:
shoot me instead. A flood of blood.
Write, screams St. Augustine, ride.
Homesick in Africa
by Rane Arroyo
For a pencil, I’ve a grim horse.
I tell God that I’ll name these days
Peach (yeah, right, in this season of
the red scarf). Grenades are fruit
ripening despite our prayers.
Feats of running feet, the blur
afterwards, after words. I rein
the handwriting towards the dream
of New York where brooding turns you
into a fleckless bride (one’s sex
is unimportant). For a diary,
the volcano once my heart:
shoot me instead. A flood of blood.
Write, screams St. Augustine, ride.
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Our mentor is seriously talented. Searingly so.
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