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Pronkstilleven Harbinger A brooding peacock, God-like, austere, presides over a mutilated menagerie while a milieu of mutts prowl at the side and a mendicant monkey scratches the scraps, its awkward presence offset by an anachronistically plated lobster and a parrot’s living brightness, its judgemental beak beckons a verdict, but is it vengeance or revenge for the execution it perches above? A violent cornucopia of corpses piled high. Caracasses collapse into each other. seasons mingle in the autumnal, rooted up vegetables, voluptuous summer fruits lasciviously spilling from their gaudy bowls, cascading toward the boar’s severed, leaking head staining the deer’s rump, a tangle of birds in a hare’s hide, their feathers, flightless and down-soft, splay out – a plumage parade. And all the while these beings died for living while their living counterparts live for dying because the nude woman sulking in the background below the crumbling balustrade and the dreary drape are ghostly harbingers of who will return to retrieve the lute left behind in this catastrophic chaos, a calamitous celebration of human ostentatious waste and ruin. Rachel Bates Rachel Bates is an Assistant Professor of Writing at Curry College. She resides in Boston, MA, but she considers herself an Appalachian first and foremost. Her poetry has appeared in Appalachian Review, Broad River Review, and among other journals.
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