Sunday 27 May 2012

Sunday Poem

IT ALL KEEPS

There are bells under your shirt.

An eye is an apple.

An eye is an apple.

And you have an orange for a waist.

Your legs are straws that draw water
to your shoulders.

Red and white striped straws.

Your laughter, when it comes, are fronds.
You clutter the sky with your green laughter.
I buy a grape
from your ear

and you hear me.
You give away
the grapes, green, from your ear

as I speed in this limitless blue.

I spiral in my yellow balloon
through your height.
The knotted ginger knees
up into the net of fronds,
and the leaf wrists
above you.

Each shoulder a fountain.

The hands . . .

I spiral through your height
untying the air
I pass through
in my yellow balloon
waving,
hello, hello
From Floating Life (2012) by Moez Surani.

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