Adrienne Rich - Quarto

1.
Call me Sebastian, arrows sticking all over
The map of my battlefields. Marathon.
Wounded Knee. Vicksburg. Jericho.
Battle of the Overpass.
Victories turned inside out
But no surrender

 

Cemeteries of remorse
The beaten champion sobbing
Ghosts move in to shield his tears

 

2.
No one writes lyric on a battlefield
On a map stuck with arrows
But I think I can do it if I just lurk
In my tent pretending to
Refeather my arrows

 

I'll be right there! I yell
When they come with their crossbows and white phospho...