Day 10: Sky

 

As Anna has gone for Anish Kapoor influenced day 8 and 9, I thought I’d upload another Anish Kapoor piece in progress. This poem is one that I’ve been working on. I read random parts of the books analysing Anish Kapoor, then using certain lines have tried to use their thinking to influence my writing. I used rhyme delibrately to try and structure the poem, but I think this is still an uncertain draft.

Sky Lungs.

I think of black holes for an hour

Then stare into the night

Watch stars measure the distance between us

With years of dead light

My body weight became a skin

Plucked to pieces by sight

A head big as a bowling ball

The pins of arms swollen,

limbs inter spliced

Wood fuels my footsteps

As I walk through a wall

It stretches like an ear, a mouth ready to bite

I tunnel down routes,

Descent sucks me through

Echoes of strange voices as forlorn

As empty beer bottles on street

pavements come morning

I hold your hand and your flesh strips me

Down to the bone, we’ve sawn beyond blood

But are surrounded by those colours

The sky’s lungs open, discard screams, singing,

The transformation of flight

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The Stirred quad is formed of Rebecca Audra Smith, Anna Percy, Jasmine Chatfield and Lenni Sanders.

Posted in NAPOWRIMO Becca, Poetry Scrawls

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