The thin mornings spent
staring up from Heraklion
Naming each cloud bank,
and the divine favours they'd curry.
What if Aristophanes had climbed instead?
Gripped the stark white herd.
Dragged them down and locked them in
to the lanes of a muddy pasture
Would they float among us?
Serve us for their meals?
Milking their rain into buckets
While we laugh at the angy bolts they throw
Oh my favourite,
precursor to storms.
The untouchable anger that takes our skies.
And the blue restoration
come on like a wave
Gracious and white
Michael August Raggi
Michael August Raggi is a former professional art dealer, a fine art recovery specialist, and a technology expert that keeps the lights of his poetry habit on by preventing spies and hackers from stealing data from world governments in his position at Google. Despite being published in the Washington Post and New York Times on cyber security, published in Fox Business News about Antiquity Theft, and featured prominently in a Japanese documentary about the New York art world, this represents a first foray into publishing poetry. Michael is a previously unheard voice blending incising metaphor, frank imagery of loss and marginalization, with identifiable tropes of American ennui.
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