Cracks in Canvas

Posted by Rupert Mallin on 4 August 2006 at 10:34

Tags: canvas cracks

I thought I heard you crying.
Or the sky.

I thought gulls were cracks in canvas.
Or their cries.

I thought tears were hanging from your lashes.
Not from mine.

I thought I heard you screaming.
Or a jet.

I thought I caught seas jumping from a brush.
Or finches twisting in a net.

I thought I heard you dreaming.
Or the earth.

I thought I would catch you falling from your blushes,
Not in death.

I thought loaded knives of light were life,
Not beached anguish in the nightmare
Of this breath, this breadth
Of skin – this 'scape of sky and sea;
This falsity, these lies.

I thought I heard you dying.
And the sky.

I thought gulls were cracks in canvas.
Or your eyes

In strokes of noiseless gashes
Bloody from the vine.

I just thought I heard you crying,
Girl of my ashes.

Rupert Mallin

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