Not a perfect poem but there are some lines in it that I like....
My anger broke like rocky waves And spumed inside the gaunt tall caves, It wandered like a ghost at noon And howled like the northern loon, It butted heads on rocky walls That towered over crashing falls, It shattered planets, sleeted rays That scattered death through Milky Ways, That shattered eyes, that dimmed the street, That blew transformers, blasted wheat, That rived through bodies, swallowed air, That rode upon a crippled mare To spread contagion everywhere. My anger rode a crippled mare To spread contagion everywhere. I rested on a farflung shore Where ruins lay sprawled, a doll, a door, I howled at the moon, rust-red, That floated like a bloody bed Above the fir trees’ fiery spars That pierced the eyes of ice-stabbed stars. I slept until the mumbling sea Sent its whispering shroud to me. I slept until the mumbling sea Sent its whispering shroud to me. A ship lay wrecked upon the bar, Where bodies lay as if afar Upon the rigging and crow’s nest. An echo from the sky dome pressed Upon my bones and told its song Beyond all right, beyond all wrong That any mind could comprehend, More grief than any storm could spend.
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Yaacov David Shulman
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