Militant Thistles

polemical poetry to prickle the politics of "permanent austerity"

atos Poor Doors Sheriff Stars spikes

thistles stretch their prickly arms afar

Black Triangle bedroom tax Disrupt and Upset

Christopher Moncrieff

Flotsam

 

 

Through its many cracks the evening sky,

a smudged grey mirror without horizon,

empties its reflection into the sea, mingling with

the blood of the dying sun, staining the water

on which float or sink the tide of little boats,

their foreign eyes fixed on the ghost of land.

Up in the old town of small blue houses,

where cats and dogs fight their owners for a crust,

people drift out of Vespers in unmended shoes,

their souls patched one more time, hoping it will last another day.

The ageing priest stares after them, a trickle of ragged shapes

running down to the shore

where crimson water laps the beach

on which children used to play.

They run across the wet and shining sand,

gazing out to sea,

wondering what the waves will cast off tonight,

how many boats will turn to driftwood

for the fire to keep them warm.

Fingers of foam, cold and searching, brush a tiny, sodden shape,

a question mark curled up at the water’s edge,

one arm stretched landwards, its bloodied fist clutching

the last few shreds of hope.

They turn the young boy over, close his lifeless eyes

as the Aegean whispers his name.

The Iron Gates are closing

all over Europe,

slammed shut against the Other,

faceless strangers fleeing homes bombed flat

by pounds and dollars.

While in the island to the north,

land of crumbling, pockmarked cliffs

and instinctively doffed caps,

they are rolling down the shutters of their shops,

counting the day’s takings,

balancing the books

for posterity.

Put the kettle on, be a dear.

Is there honey still for tea?

Christopher Moncrieff is a European poet who has also translated widely from French, German and Romanian literature (Pushkin Press, Alma Books, Alma Classics & Istros Books). After military service in Europe, the Near East and the USA during the Cold War he produced large-scale son et lumière shows in Germany, France and America before beginning to write. He read Theology at Oxford and has qualifications in design and on the military staff. A frequent traveller in Central and Eastern Europe, he speaks a number of the languages of the region. He also works for autism organizations and is a neurodiversity activist. His poetry has appeared in the Bucharest Literary Review, Luceafrul, and his first collection is due to be published by Waterloo Press in 2018.