Dan Lukiv

And Solomon the Son of David, poetry Dan Lukiv

An excerpt, a poem based on chapter twenty of Second Chronicles // Ammon, push that red / Button called thermonuclear / Death; // Moab of Chemosh / That ate children, gather / Gold not yours; // Mount Seir, with eyes / Like Esau, pretend that / Your god does not look / A lot like you: // Such sons of Abraham, / Travel wide roads that / Rome would have carved / Into the young earth / If the madness of lead that / Sweetened its wine had not / Spawned idiots, // And search for rest in green / Meadows where images of / Sodom do not // Stick in your dreams, like / Thorns or thistles not in the paws / Of a beast.