Four Anagram-Poems
Hello friends,
This week, four poems composed of perfectly anagrammed lines. Enjoy! (And if you do, please consider supporting my work by purchasing either The Robots of Babylon — currently 30% off — or my omnibus edition Knit Ink (and Other Poems).)
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THE CHRYSALIS (Anagrammed Lines)
A shy echo splinters
those shiny parcels.
The chrysalis opens
physical otherness....MORNING (Anagrammed Lines)
Nature painted this morning
as a thorn in untried pigment,
a mad night in turpentines, or
the turning points in a dream....ANTIKYTHERA MECHANISM (Anagrammed Lines)
Mythic Athenian makers
match a marine sky in the
Antikythera Mechanism.
In the sea, I mark my chant.
I chart the main sky; name
a heart’s kinematic hymn.
Antikythera Mechanism:
Animate, rhythmic snake.
Stray ankh. Time machine.THE UNDERTAKER (Heptameter Sonnet, Anagrammed Lines)
God removes his skull and folds it neatly by the stream.
The undertaker’s missing valley sadly floods the tomb.
The devil folds mythology, struts bleakness in a dream.
A ghost refills the darkness. Day must, evidently, bloom....
God removes his eyes and fills the tall but dormant sky.
The undertaker’s bodies lift, all moved to glassy hymns.
The devil feasts, as demons darkly rustle moonlight by.
A flesh, long asked, returns to body mist. The valley dims.
God removes his mystery, skin, and soul. The battled fall....
The undertaker lifts a ghastly elm, dissolved by moons.
The devil stays. A moody fog sinks thunder, trembles all.
The angels storm a vast, dim sky — refill the bloody dunes.
God removes all time and sky, false trust, the holy binds.
The undertaker’s atoms fall by void, else ghostly, minds.