Showing posts with label devouring mothers. Show all posts
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25 Jun 2014

Black Holes

Watercolour by Dan Bransfield
thebolditalic.com 


Twinkle, twinkle little mother how I loved you like no other -
shining like a star above and flowing sweet with milky love.

You gave and gave yourself away and laughed to see your children play.
But mother-suns can't burn eternal and so there comes a collapse maternal:

Upon the self they turn and fold, as hearts once warm grow bitter-cold
and offspring whom they once loved true become a source of food anew.

Thus what was a blood relation ends with wilful, dark negation; 
life once given is swallowed back, with malice by the mother-black. 


Stephen Alexander, The Circle of Fragments and Other Selected Verse
Blind Cupid Press (2010).