blood on hands.

i am alone; the skull of rocks

grimace at the clown winter. In the starry epitaph,

I wash this blood from my hands;

the moon is my child

and the shore is a memory

exiled; entering alone,

it bares the imitation

epithet, known as our death-

sentence.  

Dreams atrophied like

the first bite of the apple,

and the last of the black lily;

broken minds, let the worms kill us

why not? The midday star falls like a bolide

in a selfhood of breasted

dismay.

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Written for the dVerse prompt: Write a poem using the word clown or a word – real or created – with clown as the root.


50 thoughts on “blood on hands.

    1. Thank you for reading my piece and for today’s dVerse prompt. It’s really unique!

      Now, I’m curious, what do you think that line means?

      I was thinking of the river of Lethe and forgetfulness in this piece. It’s the overall theme in this poem—memories and how losing them is either good/bad over time; along with how we can feel our identity is misplaced.

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  1. Your poem is non-linear and darker than the inside of a bat cave. I love the close “the midday star falls like a bolide in a selfhood of breasted dismay”. Thanks for the word “bolide”. I will us it soon, if I can remember it. I have often thought about choosing 6 obscure words from the dictionary, and building a poem around them.

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  2. I agree with Jane about the echoes of Shakespeare, the Bible and mythology, Lucy. Your poem is deliciously dark and I love the way you springboard from Lady Macbeth’s bloody hands into the realms of memory. My favourite lines are:
    ‘i am alone; the skull of rocks
    grimace at the clown winter’,
    which hint at the loneliness of old age and dementia, which is confirmed in ‘the shore is a memory exiled’ and ‘broken minds’. I also love the phrase ‘a selfhood of breasted dismay’ – I know that feeling.

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  3. kaykuala

    it bares the imitation
    epithet, known as our death-sentence.

    It appears to be turning gory but there is a lot of humour within your seriouness of write! Wonderful twist to it Lucy!

    Hank

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