Wednesday, August 4, 2010

A strange noise

Poem by Marc Aupiais

A tribal drumming,
Like a buzzing in sensitive
ears! Yet! To me! A
thunder! Deafening! To my
...

broken hopes of hearing life!

And the distant elephant agreed,
Almost in Jest!
As it stomped softly on the
African ground!

...

Trance like! My head started
Almost to throb.

...


I withdrew for some air,
Least I get sick.

...

In the distance was a fire,
And more European sounds,

...

Out in a wilderness: a parish,
I entered it!

...

Salvation from what I couldn't comprehend,

"Ave" I said to it and to Maria,
And Pater I said to God,

...

Nothing changes of Mother church,

Hail I say, Father I,
Petition, I pray!

...

Where elephants were- now are trains and trucks-

And taxis, all more
... dangerous than beasts

And white clouds rest above,

As on Sunday morning we say an hour's prayer-

And devour our God!

More close to nature-
Than the pagans I watched!

I flee to the church-
The elephant agrees!

In her quietness is historically-
Deafening silent noise!

And unlike the pagans I watched,
She is not foreign-

Not to a foreigner in the world-
Not to me!

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