Thursday, February 8, 2018

Petroglyphs (D’Arcy Guerin Gue), Sonnet #391




















The artist drew recollections of reality,
Monsters and tornadoes, dead sheep and flooded land;
Everywhere the teeth of electricity,
What he believed was the ravening of the damned.
His god’s head was a woman’s body with four arms.
What else could a god’s brain contain? He never drew
Her face or breasts and dared not imagine her charms,
But depicted his lord’s limbs broken and askew.
The animals he lived on always ran away
And his hungry children begged him in vain to stay.
Alone, at this wall of rock, he fought for his life,
A conqueror, he could not lose until he starved.
The brain of god might consent to become his wife!
He knew he blasphemed as he carved and carved and carved.