Devil Bird of Dunne County: Narrative Verse
By Simon Pole
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In the backwoods, a mysterious egg appears—is this the return of primeval threats long past? Trapped on a bizarre, living world, an astronaut unearths atrocities of the worst kind, but also rebirth. A humble shopkeeper, relying on his own shrewd wit, must defeat a satanic challenge to his life's work. And at bitter crossroads, a weary couple wonders: is the bill for their unholy spree now due?
All this, along with zombie fighters, and obscene basement gods can be found in Devil Bird of Dunne County, the latest compendium of narrative verse from cosmic poet Simon Pole. Simon is the author of two previous volumes of narrative poetry, and the epic verse novel series, The Saga of Terminal City.
Allow your mind to visit such unexpected vistas as these, and forever carry with you their influence.
Simon Pole
His mind corrupted by childhood exposure to horror movie matinees, but equally enthralled by the atmosphere of old churches, Simon Pole writes cosmic poetry from the location of Kingsville, Ontario. A graduate of Harvard University, Simon has continued his studies of what is hidden in the dark. Writing is also in his blood, being the great-great-grandson of early Canadian poet Susie Drury.
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Devil Bird of Dunne County - Simon Pole
Devil Bird of Dunne County
Narrative Verse
Simon Pole
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Table of Contents
Devil Bird of Dunne County
At The Brink of the End of the World
The Planet’s Tale
Halls of Hate
The Evil Eaton
Port of Souls
About the Author
Devil Bird of Dunne County
I.
From an egg Gilbert raised the strange creature,
An egg most odd, of archaic feature,
One laid in a coop by everyday hens,
Yet such was its contour, beyond the ken
Of local farm-boys they brought it toute suite
To Gilbert’s study, and there with gas heat,
Among the beakers and scalpels and books,
And specimens stuffed in glass-fronted nooks,
Was it incubated, kept from the cold,
Infection and mouse, or sinister moulds
Which here on the farm blight bull, cow and crop,
And even young Gilbert struggled to stop
With all of his learning, acquired abroad
In colleges old where scholars have trod.
His fam’ly was rich, as pioneers go,
From lumber hewed down and up-river towed,
And now that the fields were settled and tame,
From work they retired to rest on their fame,
And Gilbert to read, to poke and to prod
The wonders produced by his native sod.
II.
The egg he beheld, and caressed his chin,
What are you,
he thought, "we’re all wonderin’.
From what place you come, what distant time past
Bequeaths us your shell, the yolk hereby cast
Upon our good grace to hatch and to rear
Whatever ye be, though somewhat I fear
An advent obscure betokens bad fate,
Which no faith or science can help abate;
No matter that, forsooth I proceed
To coddle you close, and motherly feed
Whatever comes forth when outer rinds crack,
Even if its people on which you snack.
God blast me, I’ve said it, that’s what I am,
A servant to knowledge, all else be damned,
And this backward patch of rubes and the dumb,
A realm rich in research which I can plumb
For nuggets of insight, when publish I
To me praise will flow from eminents high,
Accolades sweet whose near presence I lost
When back to this wasteland fortune me tossed."
III.
At that instant then when smoked cold the night,
And wavered, draft-blown, the single wax light
That burnt at the church, where worked late the priest
On this evening of the midwinter feast
Which kindles good hearts amid so much drear,
Diffusing afar the cup of good cheer,
There rustled a sound, or was it a thought
That just beyond reach an inkling he caught,
The earnest young man, who silence well knew
For out of the hush he sustenance drew;
But something had changed on his rural watch,
Something had entered, a festering notch
Was cut in the skin, that coddling cocoon
Of friendship and kin, their assuaging boon;
And though it began the smallest of ways,
And where it would lead few could surely say
In those early hours, except at a house
Infested with filth, condemned by the louse
To be one apart, where harboured the ilk
Who evil imbibe with their mother’s milk.
IV
A father there was who raised with his fist
A posse of sons, each one of whom missed
Kind words or correction as up they grew,
The mother had fled, him only they knew,
That twisting tyrant who made them to be
A slovenly bunch who stoked enmity
With fist and with curse, and chance robberies
Whenever some loot they happened to see;
Yet such was the state of neighbouring farms,
Who workers wanted, so winked at the harms,
And uneasy shouldered their presence here,
While contracting labour throughout the year.
It was to these blackhearts Gilbert’s thought went,
And to them a message secretly sent,
Along with some coin, that they should take heed,
And quick service render when he had need
Sometime coming soon, until then sit tight,
The summons would come unlooked-for at night,
Or noon, or dim dawn, not yet he could tell
Requirements of what hatched from that shell.
V
In Gilbert’s own house a sister asleep
Lies dreaming in bed, a schoolhouse she keeps
And so slumbers early, rising with dawn
To teach little children stifling their yawns,
Attentive in desk rows, eager to learn,
For something greater their tiny hearts yearn,
As all children feel born into this clay
A story had started and many days
It spun out before them, vast in its scope,
To grasp just a part is more than their hope,
Yet in the classroom new life they apply
To lore handed over, schoolbooks and sky
In depth what they plumb, while with them beside,
Both smiling and stern, the sister their guide.
This sister awakes, and down the cold hall
Hurries to porridge, her brother she calls,
Finds him still pacing, so scheming and shrewd,
Engrossed in the egg, like a plotter crude,
That speechless she stands, aghast in the door,
Then unleashed her tongue for a scolding sore.
VI
"Gilbert my dearest, what is this you do?
Skulking and furtive like someone who knew
Their progress was wrong, these steps that you’ve took,
That outlandish egg you’ve bed in a nook,
It’s something unclean, around it there clings
The lingering whiff of archaic things,
But not wholesome oldness, what’s handed down
Which all men should learn—that’s history’s crown,
Not glowering relics, best left forgot,
Of sinister deeds which bear Satan’s blot.
I count this among them, that heinous shell
Can only be counted offspring of hell,
Conceived with intentions diabolic,
Conserved through an age so it might trick
My little Gillie, who always blushed beet
When mother caught him in theft, lie or cheat.
But now that mama and pa are away
Visiting God’rich, and left us here stay,
In ill-acts you dabble deceitfully,
Oh Gillie, dear Gillie, let bad things be."
VII.
A look of pure venom he flashed her then,
More like a serpent’s than those made by men,
Most certain not siblings, those raised since youth
For loy’lty and love, not bared fang and tooth.
His sister shrank back, named she Rose-Marie,
Known since her girlhood as sweet-cheeked Rosey,
But now wan they shake, as if near a ghost
Had into these halls on chill breezes coast
And roost in her brother, who her regards
At first with disdain