Thursday, February 14, 2008

Samson's Riddle

The English lion’s tawny sandstone carcass
has high vaulted ribs to arch a large space:
Tonight I’ll enter the cathedral
and ensconce I suppose on a long oak pew.

I’ll sample a few pearls of the honey
I’ve heard drip from a new comb.
‘Out of the eater something to eat.’
From the cavern, something sweet?


Radagast said...

Great to see your poetry back on line!

ish said...

thanks Radagast, things have been a bit dry ... but not for want of thinking about it.

Inconsequential said...

Just recently finished a book with that same riddle in it, and no, I didn't re-read the bible :)

I think it was Garden of Rama, by Arthur C clarke.

Anyhow, I liked your piece :)