A flake from a leaf in the Book of Kells – a poem by Ken Cathers

a flake from a leaf in the Book of Kells

it is all that is
left behind
a life lived without ornament

the details hidden
the black hours
implicit in design.

it is the secret world
of the page we create
the ornate foliage and flourishes
	embellished with ink
	the color of blood.

it is what makes us
most alive

this catalog of imagined beasts
made real with freehand stroke
and sweeping line.

they are the faded icons
of lost desire, tendrils
of ivy leaf
	and burnished gold.

they are fictions of innocence 
betrayed
parables of faith

a child’s crude drawing
of paradise
	remembered


Ken Cathers has just published his eighth book of poetry entitled Home Town with Impspired Press in England. He has also recently published two chapbooks, one entitled Kiefer by broke press and the other entitled Legoland Noir by Block Party Press. His work has appeared in publications from Canada, the United States, Australia, Ireland, England, India, Hong Kong and Africa. His current work continues to explore the boundaries of poetic form and subject matter.

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