Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BLOOD SEED, by GEORGE ADDISON SCARBROUGH



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BLOOD SEED, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: This morning like new blood seed / the gleam of wet ripe / strawberries!
Subject(s): Strawberries


This morning like new blood seed
the gleam of wet ripe
strawberries!

From the dark green yard
firstlight lifts them tenderly
towards me in an

abeyance of light, until
they mingle with the white and
pink beauties

in the grocer's glass,
which is my very lifeline. O
through the pale stick window-

frame they shine
like light's prerequisites!
But they are not.

They are only light's leftovers,
their arming sweetness
merely accidental.

Here, on my languid back,
my blood singing like pure mud,
I am sugar's slavish dependent

but light's most daily essential,
dangled on a thin candy chain of
hard sweet rounds as

necessary to breakfast light
as little yellow birds wiping
bright garden flesh

on the edge of day. Sullen,
I lie bedded in the sour entrail
of some void animal, munching

my vitrine pill until the fecal
dark glows like a morning park!
Ah, sweet bloodiness

and bloody sweetness illuminating
my head! I swim round in bed,
my voice becoming a honied cry,

glad as a gold yard rooster's!
The room coruscates with animal
and mineral gold. Red escalates.

And bubbling with light's booster,
in boosted, candied light I rise
propped and crying upon

the saccharine morning that in
my radiant cold pail I shall pull,
like a blowzy drayhorse drawing

dainty weights, ruddy cornerstones
under the mantling beams
of rosy reason.


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