Feathers for a Prophesy by Charl Landsberg

Charl Landsberg | October 18th, 2017 | poetry | No Comments

Poet Bio

Be careful what you say:
the tongue is a bullet.
Every day,
for its words light as feathery down,
to the inside of your cheeks.
A nest,
from which the punch springs.
A spell like none other.
Mea seava incantatum,
for little birds:
little souls,
with sharp beaks,
agile wings,
with cruel intent-
purchasing such violent things.
Or worse…
to speak a tragic truth:
send an old heart to grave;
or pluck a young heart out of youth.
Old white-breasted crow for a prophesy,
standing majestic,
over the now-green once-battlefield,
where the innocent now play.
Be careful what you say.
Be careful what you say.
Be careful what you say.

“Mea seava incantatum,” is Latin for ‘My cruel spell.”

Poet Bio

Charl Landsberg is a South African poet, artist, musician, and activist working for LGBTQIA+ rights, feminism, and antiracism. Their work often focuses on fantasy and science fiction or sometimes just the strange.

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