Conor, I find several enjoyable details here. I should have liked the
boardroom link to be developed more.
Best from Max in Melbourne
On 13/08/10 9:35 AM, "Conor Adams" <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Hello everyone
>
> Having been lurking for a while, I thought I would introduce myself by
> posting a poem. Feedback very welcome.
>
> For those who don't get the reference, Varus was a Roman general who lost
> three legions of soldiers in a terrible slaughter in the Tuetoberg Forest
> near the Rhine, in part because he was betrayed by the Romansied German
> prince Arminius.
>
> All the best
>
> Conor
>
>
> Varus in the Boardroom
>
> * *
>
> Those are holes that were his eyes;
>
> no light escapes that gravity.
>
> Who was he yesterday? He canšt recall
>
> what name it was, what knife, what hooves
>
> murdered through his sleep.
>
>
>
> Deep in the forest of his genes
>
> he hears the vicious hail shredding leaves,
>
> the crash of trees, the sodden tramp of men.
>
> His numb ears catch
>
> the first faint cries of slaughter.
>
>
>
> *Arminius, my friend.* He grasps the table, dizzy.
>
> The light here is fluorescent, impersonal.
>
> He blinks and stares: the faces are the same.
>
> In their dark radiance he knows
>
> he is already worse than human:
>
> axe-meat, alien, dead.
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