Doors to Eris
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Felix Bongjoh
Felix Bongjoh, currently living in Boston, Massachusetts, is an International Human Capital Development Consultant, who previously worked for an international organization for some 30 years. In addition to the present twenty-fifth book, Saddle On Thunder, Bongjoh has previously published 24 books of poetry, as follows: (i) Chorus on a Bridge; (ii) Broken Gloss of Bliss; (iii) Nightfall at Dawn; (iv) When Dusk Hoots; (v) Weeds of Jewelry; (vi) Season of Flowers; (vii) The Ineluctable Spin; (viii) Gloom’s Sprout of Love; (ix) Spectrum of Zephyrs; (x) Whistles in the Wind; (xi) The Sun Still Glitters; (xii) Cliff of Sirens; (xiii) Quiet Shadows Scream; (xiv) Angle of Angels; (xv) Sculpted Out of Sky; (xvi) Feathers of Fur; (xvii) Through Sundry Waves; (xviii) Beyond Dying Ripples; (xix) Doors to Eris; (xx) Outskirts of Inner Bowl; (xxi) Ebbing Out, Bouncing Back; (xxii) Tailored To The Stars; (xxiii) A Storm Wave’s Reach; and (xxiv) Isles Of Light.
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Contents
Doors to Eris
Light Again
Beech Tree
Horizons
Uncrackable Nut
Garden Bible Class
Born and Bred in Chains
A Prisoner’s Venus
Handwings
Shadows and Doodles
Inverted Funnels
Marching Hawks
A Detainee’s Face
Kites
Day and Night Bloom Together
An Afternoon Mourner
Burning in Flames of Guilt
Red Admiral
Sky Lands on Earth
Laughing Mouths
Moonballs
Through The Gates of Bimbia
The Old Man’s Family
Bees and Hummingbirds
The Monarch’s Flower
Chanting Days Bark
The Duiker Prize
Suns and Stars
A Tide’s Love Journey
The Old Man’s Album
Sleep’s Trash Dump
Low Shaved Season
Slaughtered Pupa
Freed A Red Spotted Butterfly
Moon in White Ants
Lake on a Dining Table
Unguarded Treasures
Daylight Blanket of Dusk
The Helmet
Dumped in a Gulch
Lilting moments
Burnt-down hospital
A rejuvenated Road
The reunion
A day of timely reckoning
The Flame That Won’t Burn
Pot-holed City
Truncated streets
The Office Watchman
This book is dedicated to Agnes Josiane Bongjoh, my beloved departed daughter
Doors to Eris
Monstrous cloud,
headgear
of a cruising falcon.
Neck scarf
of the falcon
bloated
to the edges
of a super bowl’s
overcrowded
space folding over
itself until
a black blanket thickens,
is pulverized
into thick chimney soot.
Breeding flames
of a darker
night
in the tallest heights
of the sky,
where doors to Eris
open to gusts of air,
close, open
and close again
and open open
open, opening further,
(i)
when a fleeing
porcupine slips out from
a lion’s
scratching paws,
and sinks into depths
below
a craggy-edged cliff,
the lion breaking
its neck
against a spiky tree
stump,
its legs trapped
in the thorny,
spiky mouth
of creeping plants,
tentacles
crawling like snakes,
as the lion growls
and bleeds
in a river
of its own blood.
The porcupine
in a dome of reeds
and grass,
rolling itself over
in the glowing
ashes of Eris,
a new life beginning.
(iii)
How often do men
slip by Eris’ doors
to find themselves
deep in jungles
of snakes,
when grasshoppers
at their feet
chirp and chart out
a soft track
through the flying sparks
of a blacksmith’s
garden, behind welded
artefacts,
where Eris’ largest
door opens
to new life?
Light Again
(i)
They’re quietly marched
Out of Jupiter’s cell,
Where they’ve been
Breathing in night,
Smelling black flowers,
Seeing shadowed
Silhouettes of themselves,
Drinking dark corners
Of Kola Superdeep Borehole
To quench a thirst
For bare bodied sun
Somewhere in the Ceres
Of their dumped minds,
Doors to Eris closed,
For they’re astronauts
Not yet about
To land anywhere,
Trapped in a deep
Sac of space to drown
In the stormy waves
Of a wild sea overflowing
On banks of their
Overstretched sleeves,
On which nothing grows
Above a sprouting
Dwarf flower of hope
Petals shriveled
In the boundless
Stretching fire
Of a freewheeling
Sparrow
Riding the skies.
(ii)
If the sun were ocean
They’d drink in all,
Each walking out
Of a mile-deep dungeon,
A fat drunk fish
Still missing a water mass
Of undulating nights
On desert-dry land,
In which their gills
Have been so overworked
They’re airless,
Lungless, selfless, no inner
Core molding them
Back into tall-headed bipeds,
Into long-necked
Bustards eyeing one
Gill-less Fish,
A falcon-winged freedom
They still cannot catch,
Nor woo to nibble
Off a long worm of a bait
But still breathing through
Glances they dart
At each other seeing
Only a statuette of his ghost
Trailing behind
An elephant of his silhouette
Flipping over its trunk,
Saying nothing, doing
Nothing with their eyes’ hands
That stare