Verseshape Neomythica
Etain Dinschencha, Loring of Places
The beginning was primordial ooze
Until where land met sea emerged a hero,
A warrior who sharpened her verse
To a point edge-graceful enough to graph
Stars and friendships, hilling up land,
Careening greens into the versescape.
Historicising spacetime with each
Demarcating swing, mythographing
Relevance into the verdant cosmic
Strings. Breaking supersymmetry,
Unleashing four million perturbations
Of individuality, then deterministically
Shifting back to harmony.
Setanta Forosnai, Warp Spasm Insight
He knew each portion as a mistranslation,
That the verses which poetried his form had
Miscalculated, sheared off what should be there,
Moulded what should not. Lyrical lesions
Filling mirrors with lies. Storming lies into
Others’ eyes. The Truth came in hazelnut
Knowings, freestreaming from Connla’s Well.
And this was a time where metaphor and material
Had not so deeply untwined, so he sharpened
A sword of light with limerick and rhyme
And it was enough just to try, the world met
Him in stride, and the topography of his self
Unfurled, untied. It was always there, as present
As air.
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Biography
Luka McDonagh Valentine is an Irish-Romani poet, born in Galway, based in Dublin.
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