Whispers over a brewing dawn

By Marial Awendit

I have crossed lands

Wearing dark crowns

Where the sun should be.

from 'Glow'

Marial Awendit dares to

• Language: English
• Publisher: Carnelian Heart Publishing Ltd
• Release date: Aug 5, 2022
• ISBN: 9781914287220

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Glow

Don't gag the glow

Of this love

Leaking into my soul.

This glow not rooted

In your core.

I have crossed lands

Wearing dark crowns

Where the sun should be.

Some lands chew sumptuous hours

Of potency

& throw us bones marrowed

Of spiceless malevolence.

Here, every hour is the pulse

Of God

& every word the leaf

& root to this living.

You cannot un-spit

My songs of true loving

And replace them with a gargantuan dynasty

Of pride,

And other little woundings of my leaping soul.

How a Firefly Dies

I never watched decay find a firefly.

I never watched the light dim

And turn on until the final dimming

Stretched into eternity,

at least for a firefly.

Here, I’m watching fireflies

Through the crack in the windowpane,

Yet unable to see my mind’s lights

And its enclaves.

I cannot tell which firefly is shining

Its first light and which, its last.

national misery

national glory does not kill anywhere

but i cannot tell:

does national misery find a citizen

with a crown of hope or a bouquet of promises,

up the balcony of unborn