Love, Hope, Belief

Poem By Michael Buhagiar

A huge propeller, shed like Palinurus,
Overlies a ridge or river-bed
Whose dusty fissures fill the canvas,
On its triad of rusty blades the faded

Inscription: Liebe, Hoffnung, Glaube.
Also he’s depicted Siegfried Superman
Relieving a cesspool of its toy Excalibur;
The goal of his long march to dawn

In bleeding fire; halts who would inherit
Hermann, hero of the Roman clashes;
The seven-tongued menorah alight
In a triumph-crypt encrusted with ashes;

Walkers-on-water; and strutting cocks
Compelling the seas and the sun in flight:
Persisting away at the black-box
Of a ship of dreams dashed out of sight.

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