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Oasis... The whisper after life, The death. Where are you when These winds blow dry, Too long? Oasis... The salt flies sharp From desert sands, It defies my tears. Its crystal spheres Have pierced my heart, My blood is seared. War has multiplied And filled my sight. I can no longer find Clear blue sky, Men with fishing nets, Grapes for wine, Or women in tan Straw hats working Paddy fields of rice. Oasis... The dance is gone, The voice is barren, There are no songs. Our mandolins lay buried In the raging sands. Where are the strings? What is happening? Oasis... My mind's so altered I can only see Double down the catacombs Where broken demons, mine, Dance twice through lime And rotted bones The call, "Salubrious, Dust castle homes." Oasis... Why Oasis, am I trapped Upon this arid stage? What life is left Remains the same through Every hour of every day. No curtains fall for change. Why not blindfold me? It would be more kind. Oasis... I beg of you, Come rescue me. Let me feel your damp, Green kiss upon my brow. Let me touch your back of Dirt and taste the water Melted from your snow. Let me smell the Blossoms of your mind. Oasis... Host of Earth’s sweet love, Bring your whisper, Your wingless fingers Of after life, Clear this desert Of fruitless vines, Pluck the salt from Out its sand Quiet the demons mine. Sandy Lulay, originally from Woodstock, New York, is a resident of Stuart, Florida. Lulay is an "Original Woodstock Girl" who has been writing poetry since age ten. Many of her poems have been published both in Woodstock and Stuart's Sleeping Bear Review. Sandy is a Swans' kind of girl, our in-house poet. Please, DO NOT steal, scavenge or repost this work without the expressed written authorization of Swans, which will seek permission from the author. This material is copyrighted, © Sandy Lulay 2001. All rights reserved. No part of this material may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the publisher. |
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Poems and Essays published in 2002 | 2001