R.G. Foster

Uneasy Quartet

Spying commerce

On a shady veranda,

The blue mink sprung

At naked knees

Well-torn, ‘mid garland swirls

of pinks, and such.


Davis, stood at the crag-top, observes

the ranks a-dangle, bone-built mutations

fat-draped, decided.


Abstracts o’ the scientists

Spin on upward,

Rhetoric in darkness,

Science & Politics:

Advancing Fantasies.


The princess, once,

Begun to think -

‘Would not

A melody brighten the house?’

But employment, alas,

was not her arena.



R.G. Foster © 2014

1959+


Titled it ‘Blue’

but it was green, GREEN

(as ole’ H.C...)


drought land, dumb stream, cassia,


a notable hole in advertising


‘Lips

Bring in

The smoke, burns in

Cells

‘til

Exhalation’


“Modern” discolouring

of an ecstasy.


ministers praise the imports,

Leisure sees itself retained

before the widening house-fronts.



R.G. Foster © 2014