FOR PALM SUNDAY : THE DONKEY

The Donkey When fishes flew and forests walked And figs grew upon thorns, Some moment when the moon was blood Then surely I was born. With monstrous head and sickening cry And ears like errant wings, The devil’s walking parody On all four-footed things. The tattered outlaw of the earth Of ancient crooked will, Starve,Continue reading “FOR PALM SUNDAY : THE DONKEY”