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Dolor

 

I too have dwelt in Arcady
’twas but a vagrancy of mind
adrift in parched algid space
nor cohort close behind
 
Iron distemp’ring fractured steel
ingresses the sojourning soul
what yearning heart can quenched beat
rent, racked, Unwhole?
 
There’s alchemy that muteth guilt
conjury that absterseth pain
but where the cloying anodyne
quells rue’s self-contusing train?
 
Lifeblood beads up like burgundy
eructing gore from the gashed vein
grievous gutted, love’s ardency
exsiccates its hallowed drain
 
I too have dwelt in Arcady
in phantasms of the doting mind
immured in its artless travesty
in the glut of my decline
 

© R.Kanth 2022
 

Professor Rajani Kanth, is Author of Coda, A Day in the Life, and Expiations
 

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