A Eulogy

BaudelaireYou shut out cities

To orate on The Swan and

Andromache’s fall

To the Euphrates’ dry bed

Until the gales cease

 

You rest on corners

A cross-section of love, then

A theorem of god

Splitting lily stems like twelve

Atoms of grief

 

You claim to have gone

Without rain for fourteen years

Yet we all saw you

Drenched, wringing with more loose streams

Than I’ll ever see.

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About Benjamin Norris

Published writer of short stories, long stories, poems. Well received art critic and cultural commentator for Berlin magazines. Collaborator with operatic societies. Co-writer of fictional historic psycholinguistic journals. Lecturer of architecture and art history at a Budapest University. View all posts by Benjamin Norris

One response to “A Eulogy

  • carly eloise

    Very beautiful and haunting.As I read it I can almost hear Kate bush ring through my ears and sting my eyes.Again,another verry impressive piece.

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