• Marcel Wormsley

The fattened swards….

The fattened swards....

The fattened swards have Met their limits, And now mingle with Rotating earthen bodies That puff and flex Across unknowable distances, Yielding habitations erected by A guilty love of baked cornmeal Most nights by the fire below.

Tranquility is no more Stable than the most Disconnected thatchwork region That squirms and writhes With every compression From above; Opening, Closing, Blossoming, Shriveling, Anew.

Art: “Paisaje Mexicano” Alfredo Ramos Martínez

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