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Sean Sexton: No cause to count on mercies of the Earth
Hard Suite
But ere the circle homeward hies,
Far, far must it remove:
A E Houseman
Invernal ~
We’re in the spite of time.
What fills today, hungers tomorrow
and what saved for then, famishes
them now.
They pass through a just-opened gate
and keep walking—
not a head lowered to graze.
Where are they going?
—Yet a heifer finds a hollow,
penumbra of shade where the cold
couldn’t reach. She forages there
a little while, prospers.
Sarcasms of robins overhead:
raucous, reveling, just arrived
with strange tongues; far from
what kills them.
~~
The Scaly Calf
Left behind thing we found, coaxed to his
feet and drove through the gate where
he maundered, a little, quit again—
unseemly tumulus: heap with nose, ears
tail—vestige of calf-hood with nibbed off ends
—weakness in extremis.
Could he be allergic to his mother’s milk, thus
life itself; pus seeps through every crack of him.
There’s no cause to count
on mercies of the earth
where mouths lie in wait
All we think to know of
the world must come unlearnt
in the night.
~~~~
Copyright 2026 Sean Sexton
Sean Sexton was born and raised on his family’s Treasure Hammock Ranch and divides his time between writing, painting, and managing a 700-acre cow-calf and seed stock operation. He is author of May Darkness Restore: Poems and Portals: Poems (Press 53).
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Oh,.these are wonderful poems!
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aren’t they?
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We haven’t seen the first robin this year. Very strange!
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We’re in the spite of time.
I feel a sense of shock – the spite of time – what a line! This entire poem fills me with that shock – extraordinary in its fresh precision. Thank you!
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Shocked me as well this morning! Sadness and notoriety mistakenly dressed in the dark in the same suit of clothes.
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It’s a great poem, rich with metaphoric insight and rolling rhythms.
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Oh, Sean, I think you have the start of a new poem there. Today’s poems are stellar. I will be revisiting them — often. Bravo!
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