Treasure Island

Arthur Seymour John Tessimond

(19 July 1902 - 13 May 1962 / Birkenhead, England)

Black On Black


Serrations of chimneys
Stone-black perforate
Velvet-black dark.
A tree coils in core of darkness.
My swinging
Hands
Incise the night.
A man slips into a doorway,
Black hole in blackness, and drowns there.
A second man passing traces
The diagram of his steps
On invisible pavement. Rain
Draws black parallel threads
Through the hollow of air.


Submitted by Steohen Fryer

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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