(From the lagoons of Rangoon,
shone one million little moons)
I
Scattered to four corners.
Fruitful, bridal, exponential winds
Of multiplication,
Gospel of nutrition.
Every religion,
Every household,
Every land.
Rice, salt of bitter earth,
Blessed among victuals,
Oh cereal,
Infinite as the sand.
II
Removed from brown,
Strong exterior.
Refined to almost lifeless,
White interior.
Bleached bland,
Bleached red and black
From skin
Like Michael minus melanin.
Still gave sustenance to peasants,
Every two days, one tin per pot
In the killing fields of Pol Pot.
III
Apotropaic little grass seed
Mathematic little glass bead
Protecting families from famine
As the granaries of Egypt once did.
Green miracle
Of arithmomania, protecting,
Still protecting,
From salt-phobic soucouyant
And mirrorless soul
Of sesame-counting vampire.
©2011 by G. Newton V. Chance
- G. NEWTON V. CHANCE
- George Newton Vivian Chance (Trinidad and Tobago) -- member of the Poet Society of Trinidad and Tobago, http://poetssocietytt.blogspot.com/ and the World Poets Society, http://world-poets.blogspot.com/ -- born in Tobago on 3rd March 1957. While residing at Rio Claro was inspired to write over a hundred poems at the turn of the Millennium. Hobbies include playing wind instruments, building computers, observing nature, reading and writing poetry. Believes that the power of a song is in its ability to evoke emotions by the marriage of lyric and music but that music without lyric can be just as powerful, that lyric without music can also be just as powerful, that there is music in the lyric and that lyric can be simple yet profound. Also, in this the age of computers, would like to model his lines after simple and efficient code and, analogous to Object Oriented Programming, achieve most of his imagery from nouns and verbs, avoiding the bloat and excess of unnecessary adjectives. This is what he aspires to attain in his poetry.
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