Malcolm E
Campbell
The Rush of the World
And there we saw the giants, the sons of Anak,
which came of the giants: and we were in our own sight as grasshoppers,
and so we were in their sight. Numbers 13-33
Forgive me the primitive tunes
of this violent choir
of lasting ecstasy.
They will weep lilac tears
of the invulnerable.
"Is it you, who speak the tunes
of the whispering lunar incantations?"
delivered from the hand,
followed into night.
I who am here dissembled,
with the burden of a grasshopper saying,
"Frances Salviati vanished and came down
dah wid mi hat caved in."
Up there came a flower,
now to be found
in an image of her
that feeds them on the fragrant height
of that stoic bird.
Terms of Anatomy
And not seeing how it was diligently executed
like a white tail within the pages of a paradise lost
to the west wing of this desolate abyss.
Urban enlightenment, the state of fresh waters,
sparkling, bursting, borne away.
Yes, these early pleasures exhaust themselves
of death's twilight kingdom, gathered up on this bank,
a tumid river: its silence keeping.
Brisbane 1968
Like two sparrows concentrated all in self
They fly over those bloody stones and never meet again
Of those kind pupure figs, Pillars of Hercules, punctured
Shaken at every kiss, a morsel of October night
Stabat mater dolorosa
luxta crucem lacrimosa
Dun pendebat filius
To be struck from an infinite form of the building
My heart, memory, and understanding carried forward
Brisbane eyes rose up over the window
A tall Shanghai rooster and spotted hog.
