Craig Raine
LYRIC
This song is set in the future .
Unjustified , with musicroot,
this lettertalk locates in when.
A bee and a gee are stretching
their feeders from sounder to sounder.
Which arrowequals juicebars
from the snowvault man.
Our walkers go in petalgoo .
The wordscan has no word for us.
But braindark brings
the sound of sounds
which say
that we are
lingerlost in firefeel.
Medbh McGuckian
LIGHTHOUSE WITH DEAD LEAVES
I was dissecting the brain of a child when I cut
My less than agile finger .
(One should keep aside
A pair of loose, black, cotton gloves
For shaking hands with children.)
When the blood ran to its sleeping places ,
What dreams returned or were allowed to grow?
