Ghazal: The Ladder of NightPosted: August 27, 2011 Filed under: Alexander Best, English Comments Off on Ghazal: The Ladder of Night
” The Ladder of Night “
You threw me down a well, wall’s drawn in dung – I trust you.
I’ve hung a skull, it yawns to drown the bell – I trust you.
I’m elbowing this dark that swims below…it’s lovely.
I drip with singing, one good lung, till dawn – I trust you.
& tears my ale, I’m falling underground…and dreaming.
Way up’s the grate, mid-day’s a yellow wail – I trust you.
I’m bellowing, I’ve brawn to scale our strife…in octaves.
Await, new skill, my beaded brow is strung – I trust you.
Awake I’m dreaming life, my night’s a ladder…of strong rung.
The well was great, my will is even greater – I trust you.
Photograph: Fernando Ayuso Palacios: Ceramic tile mosaic, Tehran, Iran