fear and dust

“I will show you fear in a handful of dust.” T.S. Eliot

The prongs of a many-faceted emotion are carted
Off into parcels, mouthfuls of tasteless, morbid sums
And cancellations. They are bred anew for laughter.

The songs of a many-faceted inhumanity are dissolved
In a vestibule leading to languid quarters breeding a
New kin of steam, a strain too thick, too coarse to hide.

The wrongs of a many-faceted resolution of earth,
Dust, rock, and harm are given anew to semantics
Of pain and lacerated joy. They will be there tomorrow.

This entry was posted in Poetry.

4 comments on “fear and dust

  1. csroush says:

    one of my favorite quotes by one of my favorite poets. Well done.

  2. huzaifazoom says:

    Thanks. This one from Eliot had lodged itself in my limbic system some time ago.

  3. That was a really great poem! I like how it’s based on the quote too. I think that’s a good method for inspiration.

  4. huzaifazoom says:

    Thanks. In addition to inspiration, quotes help anchor these erratic poems of mine somewhat 🙂

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