POETRY Reading: Lorca, by John Kaniecki

Performed by Allan Michael Brunet


Before I read Lorca
My words were blunt swords for
Slicing rotted wood
Rackety trellises
To fortify
Pathetic castles of sand
Praying never the waves
Or even harsh winds
Ascend to my feeble heights
Where from above with disdain
Cupid mocked
My juvenile sonnets of adoration
Before I read Lorca
My muses imploded
Like small delicate fish
Swimming in a shallow stream
As a rude rock rapes
Their calm tranquil waters
Before I read Lorca
I had never truly lived


Author: poetryfest

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