This poem is taken from PN Review 285, Volume 52 Number 1, September - October 2025.
Three Poems
Spectacular
‘I need to find a place to be spectacular’
(Jason Allen-Paisant)
Icarus was no Andean condor
no soaring old soul of upper worlds
no scavenger of holy things
in the ordered chaos of the cosmos/
he rode golden copper light
out of mango groves
into rising sun
of a new world he imagined/
against invocations, against
the signalling heat of his pride
against the interminable inferno of the solar deity
his waxen feathers broke him, against the Andean hills/
Apprentice
...
‘I need to find a place to be spectacular’
(Jason Allen-Paisant)
Icarus was no Andean condor
no soaring old soul of upper worlds
no scavenger of holy things
in the ordered chaos of the cosmos/
he rode golden copper light
out of mango groves
into rising sun
of a new world he imagined/
against invocations, against
the signalling heat of his pride
against the interminable inferno of the solar deity
his waxen feathers broke him, against the Andean hills/
Apprentice
...
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