Grave Poem of Spoon Island: Merideth Hurley
(1990)
Inspired by the book "Spoon River Anthology" by Edgar Lee Masters. These poems have been crafted by me under the title "Grave Poems of Spoon Island".
Now that love has died Only silence remains between Two lonely people
through the sea smoke’s shimmering… where the Passamaquoddy flows the pulsing heartbeat of the strob… in my footsteps, crunching snow through the whirling, wind-blown f…
Autumn dusk descends Street lights run on rain-slicked… To glistening pools
I am a tree beside the water my ancient roots run deep and wide in Mother Earth as one body dies
last night the winter world transformed to summer’s sphere fireflies in the night their aimless paths alight
a cold moon filters down through the purple asters no explorers have returned with caterpillar robes and dandelion gold
Early morning mist Loon fishing quiet water Shining wake behind
There is an even-handed justice in… No senility forgiven, but caught a… Blood and flesh, bone and marrow To feed the life of another, And back to the earth that gave it…
pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction
we don’t know who he said he was we came from curiosity and stayed for the inhumanity
once the larvae have hatched how long can they survive without… each day I go forceps in hand to count the dead
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see them standing in glass houses clutching stones of fear anxiety suits and shoes boots and jeans makeup and hair powdered and perfumed
white-rimmed waves crawl reluctantly shore ward moody city skyline rebuffs shafts of sunshine cloud confusion
Beneath that secretive smile A strong hot thrust From a sidewalk grate….