LAMENTATION
For the destroyer shall come suddenly upon us
that which is manifest begins
with the seed of itself
blurred stirrings
of whatever is new, may be invented
hard black buds of ash
embers of haw
osier incipient
we weep
on bairns' bones
desolate
in our own decay
a desert harvest
toxic growth
a language
strangled
Aidan Semmens
A Stone Dog (Shearsman, 2011)
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