A neck, and two big ears of rock framing
a head that’s the whole of Agnes island;
a lacing of weeds and rocks marks torso
off from all the palaver of thinking
and signalling emotion and deceit.
The body gets bigger as one looks down,
but there’s nothing at the bottom of it --
a plastic bag and some vetch and bright sand.
Bipeds must be much smaller to survive.
A human the size of an island is satire --
or a carnival float -- or religion.
Building someone monstrous is honest work.
A giant must be finished to live on.
No good to half make one and then go home.
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UNFRAMED GRAPHICS by Lawrence Upton
42 pages; A5 paperback; colour cover
Writers Forum 978 1 84254 277 4
wfuk.org.uk/blog
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