READ: SEED (POETRY) BY J. BECK
READ: SEED (POETRY) BY J. BECK FROM: APLOMB STUDIO ART https://aplombstudioart.wordpress.com/ (ALSO READ "WEED" & "MORALS & DOGMA") Skip to conten Toggle Sidebar September 14, 2015 SEED By J.Beck 2014 SEED By J. Beck 2014 Dedicated to: House of Clay Church of the Flesh (Will these dry bones live?) Table of Contents: Sand: Ode to C. Sandburg God, I Am Not Art Said First Line Paper Cross’ Seed God Spoke No Oil Left Left Behind A Summer Sunday Puddle At the Lake Weed: Not Evil Ashland Cemetery Sea-Shell Fossils What Should Remain? Denver, R.I.P. Let Us Go Down Mother What If? We Are Not Sandy Time Sand: Ode to C. Sandburg Pile the bodies high from Baghdad to Afghanistan Shovel them under and let me work– I am the Sand; I cover all. And pile them high in Kabul And pile them high in Fallujah and Debecka Pass Shovel them under and let me work. Two years, ten years and passengers ask the conductor What place is this? Where are we now? I am the Sand, Let me work....