[Oil on Canvas, c.1815, Prado, Madrid]
Terrors are eyes’ dust of my dogs and monsters, giants and catholics and kings; their internecine wars growl into my dead ears’ cloven expectations, climb up the very walls to hive the time again towards existence and the almost possible.
Thus can I show the horror vision grants behind the tremor of our sight and skin, draw out the dark that age has patterned. Knuckle lead white and carbon sour on bones’ illusions now beyond all courts and favours can I step back into the shadows’ mysteries and dear God’s hopes of favours; fight back in dark oils and stark against the blank and surface of the world that etches past the brain’s protective bones as dry and marrowed out of copper into the aqua vita black and resurrections pressed through the arc of devils and their dams in silence just behind the hum of pain throbbing again from out my mother’s body of light gave life to the bright earlier beings of pastel pales and greens under blue clouds that scattered into sight and silence just behind the scream.
It will be saved as I without the need of sound that vision hides behind and drags the horrors into the beautiful even without the mind’s obedience to its call.
A reminder that The Oxford Brookes Poetry Centre is inviting all members of the local community to join us in celebration of National Poetry Day on Thursday 2 October 2014 by performing poetry in our Pop-up Poetry event.
The performance will be a part of a series of Pop-up Poetry events featured around Oxford exclusively for National Poetry Day. Should you wish to take part, we would need you to have around five minutes of material to perform. We encourage you to read your own work and/or the work of other poets. If you would like to participate, please send us an e-mail at firstname.lastname@example.org including your name and a sample of the poetry you would like to read, by Friday 5 September 2014.
‘Francisco Goya Self-Portrait’ is copyright © David Pollard, 2013. It was published by Waterloo Press in Self-Portraits in 2013, and is reprinted here by permission.
Notes from Waterloo Press:
David Pollard has been furniture salesman, accountant, TEFL teacher and university lecturer. He has published The Poetry of Keats, A KWIC Concordance to the Harvard Keats’ Letters, a novel, Nietzsche’s Footfalls, and four volumes of poetry: patricides,Risk of Skin, Self-Portraits and bedbound. Find out more about David Pollard’s work from his website, follow him on Twitter, and read more about his latest collection from the Waterloo website.
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