This poem is taken from Stand 224, 17(4) December 2019 - February 2020.

Les Wicks Two Poems

The Men dreamt those mountains
that cowl their morning wakening.

Squaring off the horizon
a lake with its predation & peace —  
all the work that Men must do.

I saw a jaguar amidst the trees,
pine, cypress all manufactured
to house & heat the civilisations.
That cat plucked orchids,
threatened everything because
what worth is a plan once blotted
with wildness or beauty?


Another day that’s fat & paperthin.
Rickled dimension the corn-fed sun
whispers to the walls.
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