Diamonds
Walking up the
hill with Hamish
I stop to look at
a diamond tiara
suspended in the
air
A spiderweb
encrusted with
frozen dewdrops
strung between
two reeds
These diamonds
will melt in the sun
but I don't have
time to wait
Hamish chases the
neighbour's cat up a tree
These transient,
intangible diamonds
of memory
last a lifetime.
Idol (a tree)
My Celtic
ancestors revered oaks, rowans, mistletoe
They gathered
in sacred groves and performed rituals
to gain
knowledge and insight
My neighbours
revere property value
They take to
the forest groves with chainsaws
clearing
hillsides
to improve
the view
Superstitious
pagans worshipped nature
and the
goddess Druantia
Rational
civilized men reduce it to profit
and the
bottom line
Victor Kennedy teaches English and American literature at the University of Maribor, Slovenia. He is the author of several books and articles on songs and song lyrics, including Strange Brew, and editor of collections including Words and Music, and Symphony and Song. His poems have been published in Trouvaille and Crumbs. He is the guitarist for the surf band Strici iz ozadja and bassist for the rock band Invite (songs available on Youtube).
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