SYNCOPES

A collage by Bruno Sourdin, France;
published in Blackbird 10, editor: David Stone, USA

Eric Basso wrote now a new poem around this collage!

Email message: Here's one inspired by the Bruno Sourdin collage in Blackbird. - E. ___________________________________________________________________________ SYNCOPE the old woman knew there would be blood on her hands as she followed four paces behind her shadow which had taken on the consistency of the thick grass at its feet the shadow was dissolving the woman thought of litanies fit to be chanted by madmen of the red monkey crouched in the corner of the bedroom she would never see again she tripped over dead roots murmured to the blackbird that hovered above her head look hard enough and you will find the vivisection room at the end and to the right neither the bird nor the man who collapsed by the chair where the ivy wall began could understand a word of what the woman tried desperately to tell them the brief glimpses of memory vague rumblings of marsh gas the toothed bow plowing the water of a moonlit lake faded slowly as the shadow lay down with the woman June 20, 2012

ERIC BASSO, USA