Tuesday, 29 September 2009

muriel rukeyser

Rune

The word in the bread feeds me,
The word in the moon leads me,
The word in the seed breeds me,
The word in the child needs me.

The word in the sand builds me,
The word in the fruit fills me,
The word in the body mills me,
The word in the war kills me.

The word in the man takes me,
The word in the storm shakes me,
The word in the work makes me,
The word in the woman rakes me,
The word in the word wakes me.

4 comments:

strangepress said...

beyond delicious! thanks!

Roxana said...

wonderful - and yet so simple! one would think anyone could have done that - and yet...

no :-)

apprentice said...

Yes this is beautiful, it makes you want to walk out on a moor reciting it out loud.

swiss said...

it's good to be reminded that simple works every now and again!