Wednesday 13 April 2011

Party of Boys

(from William Golding's 'Lord of the Flies')

Dark was fumbling along within the diamond haze of the beach
Ralph watched till the intentness of his gaze drew all eyes that way
On to clear sand, creature stepped from mirage
Darkness was not all shadow but mostly clothing

Party of boys marched approximately in step in two parallel lines
Dressed in strangely eccentric clothing
Shorts, shirts, garments carried in their hands
Black cap, silver badge each boy wore

Black cloaks hid their throat to ankle
Long silver cross on the left breast
The heat, descent, search for food, sweaty march gave complexions of newly washed plums

He ordered
Halted, gasping, sweating, swaying in the fierce light
The boy himself came forward
Peered into what to him was almost complete darkness

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