Pritchard, David

New Zealand, (contemporary)

POEM 1

  1. The Black Pig
  2. I await your arrival
  3.  
  4. The first rustlings
  5. distortions in the scrub
  6. So that I may satisfy my in bread
  7. desire to leap and take you by the tusks
  8. Ride, Ride your hairy mass
  9. Gallop into that new era of time
  10. Prophesised so soon by those neo-spectacled ones
  11. It is a sure thing
  12.  
  13. You will carry me loyally
  14. And for that duration I shall obey
  15. But once we have crossed the last river
  16.  
  17. Last sensation of mingling blood
  18. They will leave me with no other option
  19. But to thrust my blade into your swollen neck
  20. I’ll live off your meat and bones
  21. And cunningly whistle prayers and mantras
  22.  
  23. Deep down in some new dungeon Did you deserve to pass?

 David Pritchard. From the e-zine Southern Ocean Review. 15th Issue, 12th April, 2000.

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About the Poet:

David Pritchard, New Zealand, (contemporary), is a poet. Pritchard lives and writes in New Zealand. His work has appeared in the ezines Trout and Southern Ocean Review. [DES-03/18]

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