by Bill Yarrow
pictures a kneeling man in a monk's robe
lifting a naked beggar onto his shoulder
a bright light coming from the upper left
corner of the canvas attracts his attention
turning, he sees a winged dark-haired boy
in a gold dress stretch out his arm in aid
NO ONE CAN BE A BASTARD FOREVER!
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This poem appeared in Blue Fifth Review.
Thank you, Sam Rasnake and Michelle Elvy.
This poem appears in "The Lice of Christ" (MadHat Press 2014).
This poem appears in "Against Prompts."
https://www.amazon.com/Against-Prompts-Bill-Yarrow/dp/1943170282
Haaaa.*
Showing that even the smallest smudge of a master poet can yield many wonderful surprises.
Pure image - and wonderful.
Yes. Great image and twist. *
Wonderful.
(Also love, The Lice of Christ.)*
Thank you, Amanda, Darryl, Sam, John, and Larry (x2)!