NUMBER 12
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Alison Eastley
Alison Eastley has been published in many fine journals including Blue Fifth Review, The Adirondack Review, Taint, The Absinthe Review. She has poems forthcoming in Sometimes City, Pig Iron Malt, and Snow Monkeys. By Alison Eastley
Published on 07/16/2004
The death rune is symbolised by the yew tree
which is the best wood for carving runes made sacred
if the myth about Odin found hanging from the tree
is the same as card number 12 where sacrifice must be
made to gain recognition of repetitive patterns that bind
The death rune is symbolised by the yew tree
which is the best wood for carving runes made sacred
if the myth about Odin found hanging from the tree
is the same as card number 12 where sacrifice must be
made to gain recognition of repetitive patterns that bind
'I wanted to express what a simple thing death and burial is...
just a bit of earth dug up, a wooden cross.'
-- Vincent Van Gogh, Letter #411
The death rune is symbolised by the yew tree
which is the best wood for carving runes made sacred
if the myth about Odin found hanging from the tree
is the same as card number 12 where sacrifice must be
made to gain recognition of repetitive patterns that bind
which is not to say this sense of being numb has anything
to do with inability to express pure gut-wrench, apprehension
and sweat when I feel your back, warm against mine,
how it contrasts with the stark stench that swallows my breath
because isn't time just watching the sky. I thought it was there
but it disappears when you try to commit suicide.
Copyright © Alison Eastley, 2004. All Rights Reserved.
just a bit of earth dug up, a wooden cross.'
-- Vincent Van Gogh, Letter #411
The death rune is symbolised by the yew tree
which is the best wood for carving runes made sacred
if the myth about Odin found hanging from the tree
is the same as card number 12 where sacrifice must be
made to gain recognition of repetitive patterns that bind
which is not to say this sense of being numb has anything
to do with inability to express pure gut-wrench, apprehension
and sweat when I feel your back, warm against mine,
how it contrasts with the stark stench that swallows my breath
because isn't time just watching the sky. I thought it was there
but it disappears when you try to commit suicide.
Copyright © Alison Eastley, 2004. All Rights Reserved.