Three icon poems

The Old Testament Trinity Icon (With Sara and Abraham)

Beget the begetter, to beget
your will as cherished angelic
frames solid as age to beget
for, beget in thrust of joy,
beget against negators,
to beget in yellow fields

of begotten light begat
and kitted out with wings of begetting,
as lush as tree, temple, or cliffs
begotten as window to heaven
as portal through to hollows
of body and robes and halo
molten over surfaces begat
out of three lines of thought,
triangles dressed as circles
begetting the beatific
spread of communion
and offspring.

Transfiguration Icon

Occasionally, the mountain
glows at the summit

an event horizon,
its outcropping and granite folds

irregular branchlines

of flooded gum, or more sparsely,
shocked white wandoos,

tabernacles, conductors
for dark clouds and all the light

buried within them;

climbers - lawmakers, rangers, naturalists -
converse, side-lit.

Icon of Saint Francis

Inside the animal soul,
soul of animal in the round,
rounded out, encircled, the one
crucifix of one blessed heart,
not the blessed eye of the hunter -
crosshairs - not the blessed circling
of the aerial spray plane -
drop zone, fly-past - not the eyelet
through which the trap-chain -
its underpinning - is threaded,
nor the trigger-plate angled
and set, the sharp teeth
of the ribcage clasping
portal, porthole
through to the creator,
falling from Golgotha,
suspended in the heart,
the soul, the skull,
malarial hallucination
seeping through the heart wound,
bitter-sweet, charismatic penitent,
witness the pact made with the fox,
feral in the realm of marsupials
and chickens, not upheld,
shot and poisoned
on the outskirts of town,
beneath the invisible curvature
of night, the place where the pact
was made, by others broken.



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