Cradle of Tragedy
- Clockwork lovers, their eyes the color or rye
- Lay invisible, gone native and wild.
- A choice: blood oranges or purple grapes?
- 22 beloved mockingbirds flew
- Over the cold brave sun.
- Naked in the Jungle of Peace, awakening all
- Animals, eyes tell Ulysses
- To run.
- Lord on the Mountain whom God revisited
- Tolls cancer; rises to the Song of the Wind.
- Cat’s lunch!
- Wrath dying. Catch
- the Catcher
- the mice
- the Lady, the
- sons.
- Go: great cradle of tragedy
- Calls.
- Go.
- ..........Farewell.
by Kristi Austin
jls 10/7/2010