The Lesser God Pan – a poem by Daniel Hinds

The Lesser God Pan
 
Non-stick coating
Tangled in the earth.
 
The snare holds your handle
Your handle levers the earth.
 
Blackening.
 
You have outlived ancients. 
 
With a prang
A hoof steps onto the black plate.

Daniel Hinds won the Poetry Society’s Timothy Corsellis Young Critics Prize and he was one of the winners of the Shortlist Book Review Competition, held in celebration of the Dylan Thomas Prize. His poetry has been published or is forthcoming in The London MagazineThe New EuropeanWild CourtStandBlackbox ManifoldThe Honest UlstermanFinished Creatures, and elsewhere. Twitter: @DanielGHinds 

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