David Kessel


Rain and Earth


Tears falling like rain

on the mean streets of London

red as workers’ blood.


Falling on the market street

on a labourer’s fierce decency

irrigating Oriental fruit and veg.


A city of degrading caricatures

and angry poverty in small back rooms.


Footfall of a troubled Bengali girl;

has to make her way to likely bondage

shattered on all fronts.


A cipher in a suit is the circus clown

blinded by illusion, the silence of blindness.


Miscegenation: tears of the cosmos.


A dosser waters the ground with schizophrenia.


The pain of the pavements and the wonder of the sky.



David Kessel © 2007