Definitely Not Lemmings #24

Rounding out an even two-dozen followers, I'd like to welcome
Mario Dominguez Parra who hails from the Canary Islands and who is also an ardent fan/translator of Modern Greek literature--kalosorises, file mou!

Justice

Sorrow has

A way of breaking unjustly

A part of our heart, leaving us

The rest we need

To keep our peace.

Huuklyeand Cinquor on Dead Ends

The last thing I want you to tell me

Is how I got here in the first place.

Moderator’s comments: At last, something that leaves no loose ends as to where Cinquor’s thought wants to take us.

Steeple Seen Through Mist in Early Morning

--for Bob Arnold

ah

in

spire

ring.

Huuklyeand Cinquor on Skeletons in Closets

—after Fernando Pessoa

Heteronym,

If someone called you out

With all your hidden names,

Which one would dare to answer,

And which would take the blame?

Moderator’s comments: Readers of this blog may remember Joe Hutchison's comments on Huuklyeand Cinquor’s first offering a day ago directly below this entry and my answer back. True to form, Cinquor shot back with the above bone-chilling reply which leaves little room for evasive maneuvering by anyone, let alone the poet revealed for what he is—a skeleton in the foul rag and bone shop of the telltale heart.