Poison in the Marrow: tenth Pale Knight

Posted by ractrose on February 24, 2018 in Art, Poems

Poison in the Marrow: tenth Pale Knight

 

The Folly

The Legend of the Pale Knight

 


 

Poison in the Marrow

 

Now Trout had had an aunt

A woman inculcated with a fair education

Of course, one mustn’t laugh

No. There, but for the grace of…

She’d spoken of burning one’s Rubicons behind one

He feels, coming to himself, the point is apt

A cruel temptation seems fingering his nape

He means to shrug it off

This mongrel thought

Jettisoning all of fealty that an oath

Should bind one

To…

 

The night is somewhat balmy

Soft Spring explodes in loamy odours

Advance notice of relentless greening

Of which the season, innocent

As a kitten with a mouse

Insists upon, insists upon

Chill and heat mix on the skin of a bead

Dew plays alike on Trout’s fevered brow

The vision sprouts anew

 

 


Pale Knight
Poison in the Marrow: tenth Pale KnightMore of this piece on The Legend of the Pale Knight page
Perhaps a Pair of Eyes: The German Spy (one)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(copyright 2018 Stephanie Foster)

 

 

 

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