With a fugacious treachery of the body,
I write this even as I disintegrate.
Falling into the unfathomed darkness -
a Willo the Wisp of uninhabited chasms -
I plunge, headlong, into the ether.
Into the unpierced ether, I plunge, a
forlorn and fugacious figure with diluted
passions and a tendency to dance with the dust...
Dispersing into the very doldrums of every
blasted fissure, my love for you still snakes
and escapes the gaps but only as wilting
tendrils of a body that was opaque,
but now is translucent.
A phantom's pallor is putrid,
and I am a diluted minion of the ether...
How can I dance or raise my tomblike visage
when my fireworks will no longer ignite, contaminated
as they are with the damp of these unreached chasms?
I am now cemented in the deepest crater of the moon;
I am the last atom of rust on a sunken ship that morosely
roams the deepest depths of the ocean, dancing on its own
forever more to the sway of the blasted current and rolled
around the seabed - a damned and wretched
vessel of the deep.
Blow the dust from these words if left unread,
and dance with me in the heavenly sunlight
that floods the room that will have been
dank and squalid these many long years past.
Dance with the dust that blows softly on the wind.
Dance with me.
Ben Pickard 2017
*I should say that - although some people will probably hate it - the repetition in this piece is on purpose. I've been reading D.H. Lawrence
whose repetition can be absurd but strangely comfortable after hundreds of pages...
I've already left a comment on this one, but i feel I have to again... this is perhaps one my favorite poems of all time.. i revisit it often... i printed it out and have it in a binder with other poets works.... it's amazing and a testament to what a great poet you are. Thank you for your work Ben.
I am lost for words for such brilliant use of words in one poem. I am not really into these deep words but you are such an amazing writer that even if you write longer poems with these words I would still be reading them. I enjoyed reading this poem and the message that it passed to me warmed my heart so much.