Book of Isaac, The. Aidan Semmens
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it is difficult to dismiss corrupt ideas
Thermidor & the rotten smell exuded
a moral concern for the betterment of all
when conflict between leaders & location
each side accusing the other of conspiracy
of the revolution’s betrayal
the privileges are granted bourgeois experts
& tillers per plant from the soil & stood as one
for them many living on the earth
the sway of famine & those that flee
destroy the sword; the dead will be deported
as dung, unmourned, for the earth be desolate sorrow,
threw down the cities, would no one be left
even to the laying of the ground, will give fruit trees
& who will pick? grapes will ripen
& who walk on them? Adam we will see
as another to hear his voice, is the city
will be televised on ten & two in the field, hidden
in the thick woods & in crevices of stone;
as olives cling to a tree through winter,
a few shall remain living witness to the sword search
& machineguns distort the house of prayer
our psaltery is laid down on the land,
our song for silencing, joy in an extremity,
our light of candle out, the coffer of our ruined obligation
depending on the refuge of our contracts
become useless holy things & the column you marched;
the name we tell are rottenly used, the children
placed with us in shame; our priest is burnt,
our Levites in captivity virgins are,
do our spouses charm, befouled, she religiously observed,
chose to cover her hair, brought new men in subjection
strong made weak & our great seal of Sion
set in the hands of those which hate;
honoured house when Gaon conducted prayer
is demolished, relieved to the level with our despair
expound, expound, the vinestocks lie untended
our scarlet flower is cast on the stone-white stone
in the mirror of memory have been said that I radically
rendered bone of our bone, instructed between we then
prayed a sickly prayer to the violent dead woman
witness the courageous slashing themselves with blades
time is the evil, evil, a day & a day
that after famine called back all the people
to evil & further evil, a curse cursed on our children
the huntress in broken plaster keeps vigil no longer
on the haze-misted breasts of Helen in the ghetto
descending of Aaron in which the other war
a man is dead, another one decomposed, a dull end
& the life ignites, moon shining on naked hills
as for us & of art & art, you have expressed, beauty
to arouse under which the least suspicions will expect
of a darkened sun, an illustration of the bright jets
was covered, bent, up to now far away from the dark
that does commit to us, complete, in our fathers;
as for mathematics, on the other hand & of the eye
grave of the human seen from the earth – the wall
& which the tree becomes, the stove & where the paint tree
the punishment thing takes off & ecstatic falls,
inoperative child & torn, rejected, all its unwept
& rips in the ritual conjunct where carries all sins
which the pillar of Abraham reaches great climax
was calculated installation installed
authentic opinion is impossible to restore
I conducted you through & sea, at the beginning
gave to you soft passage, Moshe for the leader of
& Aaron for the priest; I gave to you light
in the fire, great interests they have made I among you,
but for forgot me & is triumphed not in my name
for destroying your enemies; I had a pity on your mournings,
gave to you a bread of angels, cleft the rock for your water,
covered you with leaves; I shared among you the fruitful earth,
he threw outside those that squandered there,
evicted from their homes & families
legal conflict for property rights debating
but you blaspheme my name, would not obey
the poet who composed the Torah as a soldier might,
believing in concrete truths, absolute & absolve
as if by you requested I shall not hear
at any time your hand which has the blood to commit
your