ELEPHANT HERDS

by

Askold Skalasky

 

We children with huge heads, who never forget,

are trained like elephants: chained to iron poles, we brood

and try to get away but can’t, and soon give up,

attaining the fixed level of our plenitude. 

 

When adults, we’re tied to wooden stakes by strings

and, memory-trussed, don’t move beyond our ambit’s nook,

though we could do so without blinking a slow eye

or turning our large heads for a last look.

 

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More poetry from Askold Skalsky

Colloque Aux Folies Bergere
The Persistence Of Summer
Les Adieux
Gorgo*
Testing Time
Cows

Askold Skalasky is a former community college professor, whose poems have appeared in numerous small press magazines and journals, most recently in freefall and The Dos Passos Review.

~ by jwoodall on September 20, 2009.

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