Benign Iniquities Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
Benign Iniquities
the spade's sharpened edge
cuts earthworms into twos and threes...
she searches for blood, finds none.....
a richly acrid loam, ripe with oak and ashes,
sings a scent that scourges
and delights the nose with its pungent layers...
smoke, near-liquid remains of what was once frozen,
crumbled unidentifiables,
rot.... ready to feed new life, to give it color and shape....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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