Sunday, August 4, 2013

Ewe

There are crowds enough
to tilt the world
for the golden lioness,
young and fair.

But for the aging ewe -
white wooled,
half blind -
only the butcher cares.

For the Birthday in August (Sara Teasdale) at Real Toads.  Also submitted to Poetry Pantry.

20 comments:

Kerry O'Connor said...

Ouch!
I definitely sense some of Teasdale's disillusionment here, but the idiom is pure MZ.

Hannah said...

Wow! Mama Zen! I ♥ this a lot! For many reasons...

Fireblossom said...

Chilling and painfully accurate. Lions and lambs in your hands turn into your characteristic biting brevity.

Helen said...

Young and fair, "world tilters"
the slaughter house looms
ever-so-much closer, the inevitability of it all ~~ damn!

hedgewitch said...

The older one gets, the more one feels that even the butcher is losing interest. Sharp and true to the bone.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Yoiks! Succinct, with powerful portent, as always, Ms Zen!

Brian Miller said...

makes for some fine sausage as well...errr...but in metaphor, i know quite a few that would share the same feel...its a place we all come to at the end of our days...

Mary said...

So true.

Dances With Vodka said...

sad! Poor ewe! :-(

LaTonya Baldwin said...

Only you would move from delicate to dark.

Ella said...

I see you and Teasdale had a sisterly discussion! I love how you blurred her voice with ewe-I mean yours!

janetld said...

woahhh...shocking but true! good poem.

Heaven said...

So brutally true MZ ~

Marian said...

oh good lord, i think i just want to go back to bed.

Kay L. Davies said...

Oh yes, poor old ewe. I know how she feels.
K

Lorraine said...

not fair, but oh so amazingly written, as always

Sumana Roy said...

amazing metaphor.

Susan said...

At least the ewe
will still give wool
but for human life
there's only the scythe!

WabiSabi said...

I'm with the ewe! Love how you channeled Sara while retaining your own voice! Good one!

wkkortas said...

Utterly, utterly terrific. Teasdale should have been this good.