This poem is taken from PN Review 227, Volume 42 Number 3, January - February 2016.
spandrels
the spandrels go dark
but not in any rushes
then not quite warmth
more draining scarred
and some guest studio
some greatness flames
thinking a lived cage
and a bussed argument
takes to colour glass
where old house dries
a mould comes through
and these lack filler
lack any hidden depth
the spandrels go dark
spelling archest cups
pretty rich gargoyles
...
but not in any rushes
then not quite warmth
more draining scarred
and some guest studio
some greatness flames
thinking a lived cage
and a bussed argument
takes to colour glass
where old house dries
a mould comes through
and these lack filler
lack any hidden depth
the spandrels go dark
spelling archest cups
pretty rich gargoyles
...
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