Kenneth Radu

White Cloud in the Revolution

fallen to earth my wedding
dress spreads over the bed
my veil woven from breath
and sky

my groom sleeps
down the street I stand
by the window in the moon
light waiting for the enemy
to appear

shall I join a group
of men a political party
to pass new laws
gun shots break the silence
the people
feed on anguish

legislators quarrel
and even so the evening crawls
up the wall like a bat
tomorrow I marry
in a cold church
the blood in the streets
will soak my shoes

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Kenneth Radu's poems have appeared in fourpaperletters, Leaf Garden, Asphodel Madness, Eviscerator Heaven, and elsewhere. He lives in Quebec.