“Fever Tempest”
Original watercolor by Eric Ward, © 2018. All rights reserved.
Fever Tempest
(Meditations On Dylan’s Murder Most Foul)
“I am the dead dog’s last stand (this) visceral power of edges and ends”
(all)
Of a sudden
(windows)
Full of glances
Watch me bleed
(as)
Your beautiful claws
(be)
Come my
Spirit guide
(scraping)
Thought from
The bare essence
Of blind
(all)
Of a sudden
(your)
Big jewel
Of a voice
(evokes)
The full face
Of God
(hovering)
Eye outside
The clouds
(hovers)
Rapt with attention
(all)
Of a sudden
(storms)
Flash teeth
And grieve
(grieving)
A public stage
That has
Fallen away
Into sweet scars
Of pestilence
(fallen)
Into tears
& ash
(graves)
Full of memories
(mist)
Driven kisses
(white)
As the leaves.
by John Aiello
May & June 2020
Electric Review 