We were supposed to to have our fence painted
By this weekend. The letter warned of fines.
That idle council, declaring suburban
Of grey flanking our homes—
Proclaimed a ceremonial purge for the times.
—Uche Ogbuji—from "May Day Flakes"
My plan was to post a new poem a week, and it's been two, so here are two:
I already posted the first stanza of "Epitaph" in an earlier Quotīdiē of Villon. In the third I have the line:
Charnel birds have plucked eyes from each face,
I'm having a lot of trouble deciding between "charnel" and "carrion". The latter word has the effect of playing on "crone" in the previous line ("crone" comes from old Norman "caroigne" which can mean "carrion" as well as "old bitty"), but "charnel" feels more expressive of the horror. Then again, John Cowan mentioned that he appreciated the matter-of-fact tone of the poem (gratifying, because that was my intent, and certainly the effect of the original Villon), and "carrion" is the more matter-of-fact word.