MOLUSCS and SHELLS
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We address the condition
of a nation by its social order
the position of its women
in spite of any lenience
a Mother Mary in plaster
a Sinatra’s daughter
Is she dead,, or is she alive!
shame of the holy Mamba
snakeskin dead unwinding
inside mankind’s womb
feminity of her ocean plateau
the conquered vanquished
Indira Ghandi, Jeanne d’Arc
Sinead O’Connor, alas my influences
then there was my mother
her jussive lover on the shore
the paps, the udder, the
suckling teats spent and dry
where judgement falls blindly
on maternal eyes
burka soldiers, riband smiles
who tears the veil
ruination, catatonic surprise
sent on her maiden voyage
around the misted promontory
ancient pearl divers arrive
those happiest away from land
search the deepest, leanest
shifting sand invaders
of the failing, coralled sea
who may still find fresh molluscs
the lushness of schilderiana shells
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edenbray ☢︎ - a BEAT POET 