“of the desert” and “mangoes” by Anna Kennedy

“of the desert” and “mangoes” by Anna Kennedy

of the desert

the savage is
      tempting,
temptation
  an ancient grind
  an urchin timed
  through your fingers
and the earth
  rubs bare
    against the sky

the vast is
     tempting,
temptation
  a furious calm
  a well safe
   inside your self
and you’re soft
  cocooned
    against the empty

the rest is
     tempting,
temptation
  a gentle regret
  a scratched-out
  I and an other
and the both
  uncaring
    against the sand


mangoes

it is magnified
  ravenous again
from the pit of me

for its glow,
  sin-ripened
and sticky-thick,
bruises brush
the very scent from it
heady, heavy-fisted
need to grasp,
  to leave
thumbprints
in the skin

it is impossible
to eat it
neatly, sweetly
shred velvet skin
through fingernails,
  desperate
digging into it,
the flesh, the mess
  at its heart,
to be sucked, again
and again
from the tongue-cleaving
  seed
at the centre

gone quick
  spoilt by heat
leaving wet traces
  the shell of it
scraped
with teeth still
  vicious
or viscous
s e e p i n g

I am an amateur poet and recent graduate, who moved from Sydney to London for the weather and the wildlife, writing poetry and non-fiction pieces for university magazines, the Fauna Quarterly and the ARNA Journal, as well as on tumblr.

Category : Issue One June 2016 Tags : ,