Lines for an abdicator’s dinner party

Basilike Pappa

Silent Hour


My guests

bring appetites

grown great

They dare defy the law

better die sleek

than feast

Forget plain fruit;

their eyes

will speak outraged

O guests,

voracious gods,

be kind

Know that I dare serve

the stricken flesh

of priests

grown fat

on money

from the State

Thrust deep the knives

or otherwise

be blind


LINES FOR AN ABDICATOR’S DINNER PARTYis a found poem, made from Ruth Lechlitner’s Lines for an Abortionist’s Office (c. 1936)

I think Ruth wouldn’t mind.

© Basilike Pappa, 2018

(Image: Pinterest)

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