michigan's bleeding rhythm

michigan's bleeding rhythm

A Poem by hanford zdeb

kneeling in michigan's sands,

it broke across your knees,

and leaned you forward braced against frantic onslaught,

and knew each ending and the

ending beyond them,


unchangeably feasting

on bones and breasts,

heaven turned its

blind eyes towards you,

and never considering that,

you waded in,

as it swelled to a musical pulse,

and you become rooted in the sand,

wailing waves washing away

small portions of your skin.


you paid to forget,

to deny, but unable to change

you drove west

away from the womb and water,

and finding no rose,

no broken moon,

nor legend written in mud on your palms

you returned to believe,

to remember, to bathe alone in the

wash of michigan's bleeding rhythm.


© 2022 hanford zdeb


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Has the sound of one who sought happiness by trying to escape the past. Flight, however, did not deliver the promised land, probably because the past was too ingrained within the speaker. Finally there was a return home, apparently to make the best of it. A moving work, this one, full of unique imagery.

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Has the sound of one who sought happiness by trying to escape the past. Flight, however, did not deliver the promised land, probably because the past was too ingrained within the speaker. Finally there was a return home, apparently to make the best of it. A moving work, this one, full of unique imagery.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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hanford zdeb
hanford zdeb

Fly over country, IL



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