by greenmountaineer
Good poem Green. Got five and a recommend. You lost me a little in the last stanza, but hey, it's probably me.
reading you always leaves me feeling a novice.
so damned visual, gm, even the table-cloth over the table serving dual-time imagery as a shroud over a liver-spotted corpse...
blackened salmon and claret add to the senses-trip you create, with colours/textures/flavours
a tour-de-force of the senses when you include the sounds of the rosary beads being counted and the keening of the women...
best table poem I've ever read! Seriously though your descriptions are flawless