Peace I


After Auden and the body imprint art of Klara Pokrzywko

Translated daughter
Who prints a foot
Into virgin paper
Or compliant silver
Leaves a torso
To bronze in the sun,
Takes the sweat
Of spent bodies
Tainting the sheets
And hangs them
To dry in the wind.
Come down then
And blend the acid
With immortal fire
To catch a version
Of your arms and teats
Your curling lips
Against this skin
Startle this itinerant
Mortal to perform
And serenade
≤The natal moment
We transform
This sombre night
Into glorious dawn.

Simon Mundy


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