Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Intercession

I hear the voices rising and falling;
back and forth they go although I did
not understand the language, a
Slavic dialect perhaps. Gentleness
alternated with accusation, rising and
falling, back and forth.

Waving my arms back and forth through
the linguistic fog, I understand it is a kind
of trial, although accuser and defender
share a sameness of form and sameness of
voice, as if they were brothers born
closely together.

With my hand, I grasp a stone, an arrowhead
broken and discarded long ago, and scrape my
arms back and forth, letting the blood flow
freely. Touching the blood to my lips, I find it
burns hot and acidic. The voices stop; perhaps
the judge has called an adjournment.

4 comments:

n. davis rosback said...

good...
i read it four times through.

啟佐 said...

完成一個小目標,會把自己推向一個大目標 ....................................................

Maureen said...

I'd like to hear this read aloud. Your repeated use of the words "back and forth" -- the way of accuser and accused -- sustains this well.

petemarshall1 said...

wow Glynn I loved this....

With my hand, I grasp a stone, an arrowhead
broken and discarded long ago, and scrape my
arms back and forth, letting the blood flow

this was my favourite part. as maureen said I would love to hear this read allowed. well done Pete