Showing posts with label poet Joanna Preston. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poet Joanna Preston. Show all posts

Monday, June 16, 2014

Lucifer In Las Vegas by Joanna Preston


tortoise: from the Greek, tartarchos; �god of the underworld�

i. The Fall


As I fell, I burned

through shame and grief

and disbelief and love �

words that trail like smoke,

like broken wings.

Only rage was left �

its silken tongue, its

crystal shell. I fell

through night and time

into the morning

of this world, and

kept on falling.

Once, I lived

by passion�s flame,

but I learned