Cidade de Maravilhas

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There's the hill of Kerosene,
     And the hill of the Skeleton,
The hill of Astonishment,
     And the hill of Babylon.
—Elizabeth Bishop

There's the hill of Kerosene:
     Oily, yellowed, flammable.
Such lamp-light must be never seen
     Illuminating table.

And the hill of the Skeleton,
     A random, ossuary pile
Of bleached, unneeded calcium.
     If ground, more versatile.

The hill of Astonishment
     Is not one I believe.
Those survey parties that were lost
     I cannot grieve.

And the hill of Babylon,
     Where I with tongue will feed,
As burglar, perhaps killer,
     In wild, generic need.

Survivor Poetry Contest
Trigger 39, Form F (Glosa)

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annaswirlsannaswirlsabout 15 years ago
secret pleasure

Cidade de Maravilhas Couldn't find an english reference to him... I am guessing these are his secret pleasures? Maybe I need to drink my coffee before delving into this complex poem. I like the grinding skeletons into something useful concept. You are really moving through this challenge-- thanks again for the inspiration

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