Two Poems
By Kevin Williamson.
Sonnet For Gaza
This is not a time for clandestine poets
to hurl shoes over Jericho’s crumbling walls.
Stay calm. The stench of exploding verse
will not deter the invading tanks of Saul.
You bragged that the lost tribe of Israel
would not be dragged through the eye of a needle.
There would be corrective fury. An iron heel.
An eye for an eyelash. A fire truly biblical.
So you came in Numbers. The Genesis of hate.
Judges and Kings till the Job was complete.
Holy revenge against David’s puny catapult.
Daniel dismembered by the lion’s savage maul.
When you heard the words ‘suffer little children’
did you think it was one of the Ten Commandments?
The End Of The Affair
After the servants and wine
after the chains of public office
after the blood sacrifice of war
the book tour.
Guilt is a dish best served cold.
Take a bow. Smile a glacial smile
that would embarrass a crocodile
snap shut.
When an old Premier strolls off
into a scarlet sunrise the lure of
consultancy gold a tinkle in his ears
look away.
It would be ingratitude, my dear,
to do otherwise.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Kevin Williamson is the author of the poetry collection In A Room Darkened (Two Ravens Press), co-editor of the Bella Caledonia project, and was the founder of Rebel Inc. He is currently putting the finishing touches to a new poetry collection 374 Leith Walk and is currently rehearsing his one-man Robert Burns show A Radical Voice In Dangerous Times.
First published in 3:AM Magazine: Thursday, September 9th, 2010.
