The dry incense of your day by Ronald Bremner

The dry incense of your day

The dry incense of your day approaches.
Smug centuries move through you.
The shadow of broken history
nourishes you.
Suicides inherit the family.
Spiders on strings
converge with their gifts to heaven,
while wolves quit a difficult birthing.

(rearranged phrases from Plath’s “Colossus”)

r. bremner has spent a wasted and useless life. his putrid work has soiled the pages of International Poetry Review, Quarterday, Paterson Literary Review, Oleander Review, Passaic Review (1979’s issue #1 with Allen Ginsberg), Journal of Formal Poetry, Climate of Opinion: Sigmund Freud in Poetry, Red Wheelbarrow, etc. he has published eight print books including Hungry Words (Alien Buddha Press). ron lives with his sociologist wife of 34 years in wonderful Northeast New Jersey.