Today's poem is by S.D. Lishan
Paradise in the City of Shivering Bells
Division orbits us,
the bedraggled,
the fornicating poor,naked in desire
at the altars of our stigmata,
our aching, alltenuous, all allurement,
as the moonlit minutes
rise into the thinlungs of our distances,
as we who are parched
in revolution’s verdantpastures attend
to the audiences
of our torturers,who pardon nothing,
who beat our dissenting
sons and daughterson the anvils of our votes,
as we turn away, contented,
all to stingy of our revenges.
Copyright © 2006 S.D. Lishan All rights reserved
from The American Poetry Journal
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