One Poem by Matt Duggan

The Modern Pasquinade

Knack to all gamesmanship
is to always let the enemy
feel they are winning.
Become the ashes that keep burning;
circles of imbalance will fade
like bubbles of oxygen under the ocean/sea.
You’ll continue to burn brightly –
above sinking mouths
clawing at opened wounds.
Be the echo of the worm,
let them eat the shadows from letters
placed on the talking statues of Rome;
you’ll continue to burn brightly,
their flames will turn
into bottled shades of blue.
Knack to all gamesmanship
is to always let the enemy
feel they are winning.

 

Poems have appeared in several journals such as Osiris, The Journal, The Potomac Review, The Cannon’s Mouth, Here Comes Everyone. Winner of the erbacce prize (2015) and Into the Void (2016). And one of the winners of the Naji Naaman Literary Prize (2019). New full collection Woodworm (2019) (Hedgehog Poetry Press).

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