Poetry at Sangam

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A BRIEF HIEROLOGY AMONG A FEW TREES by Don Domanski

Vesuvius      stigmata
Crab Nebula
such unmoored wounds
adrift in time

I pray to spiritous dogs
to candles growing wild
in the grass

instead of memory
stars fill the air

God is a stallion
(the colour of discarded boards)
racing towards an extended hand
in the darkness
ten thousand miles away.



DON DOMANSKI