Harpoon


 
 Jack Grantham


Forty-Eight Poems
The Highest Form of Beauty 


  Chasing Butterflies and Birdsong
  List of Poems 
 Extracts 
 Extracts 
 Harpoon
 
The images you will find brave-flapping,
 Through squally sentence spray storm-blown,
 Lyricism like plaintive gulls lighting,
 Dead sky around the waste-land tip.


 I See But Dimly Through The Veil  
 This magic sends a schism through me,
 The raw shock of beauty,
 Each time the veil is removed,
 And my sensual sands riot.


 Suva First-Time
 
The electric cobalt kick,
 Like a soft collision by the pool,
 My intellect inexplicably ripped, 
 And sublime tears laid-out,
 Breathless across the blue-wide bay.


 Toubkal
 
In full blood-thunder hurl,
 Our mares' tails flying,
 Staccato on white-water in our sliding.
 Rock on hard rock!
 Body shapes thrown in cremated air,
 The acute pitch and jar of our jiving.


 Soiled  
 Raped and burnt, the unruly tropical rainforest falls
 Packaged and sold to the pampered as lightly polished sticks
 And ground down to bitter potions
 For the comfort of the impotent and insane 


 The Pale Green Glow 
 
This dismembered soul, boiled, rendered down
 This stagnant un-dead child, left wretched, all alone
 This tiger-mauled bloody corpse
 My heart gouged cold-chisel deep
 Eaten raw, my greasy gob of protein
 Spat out, cold on his infant bones


 When The Shy White Deer First Appeared
 
Shirtless; when the shy white deer
 Barely glimpsed through the thinning vapours,
 Grey-lit by fringes of rimming light, The Dark Rigi
 Rising, from the lips of his lustrous waters.


 The Prince of All Darkness
 
Now I lie defiled,
 My simpering sack split wide,
 Oh float me on malicious ponds!
 Exhibit me in naked cages!
 I am your slave,
 The prince of all darkness,
 Stuffed and sated, snivelling, degraded.


   The Drunken Boat