in
collection Wolf on the Third Floor, 2000,
New
Hope International. ISBN 0 903610 25 6;
previously
published in Obsessed with Pipework, 1998
Peter the Great
When
my Father, Tsar Alexis, died
and
the blood of thousands splashed
in
the snow like iced rowan berries
I
could dream of nothing but
the
felling of trees.
When
my family and friends were
butchered
before my eyes, I could feel
nothing
but the peeling of bark
under
my red thumb as the
spokeshave
bit deep.
And
when I imprisoned my sister, and
confined
my feeble minded brother
to
his own emptiness, I sealed
the
wooden joints of my own freedom
with
pitch and bitumen.
Then
I defeated the Turk, and opened
our
lands to the Baltic and Caspian seas.
I
sensed again the unfurling
of
new canvas to the
fresh
untested wind.
And
when, as they say, I created modern
Russia,
I remember only my childhood
hands
working on that first small ship.
Ruling
the Empire gave me
no
such satisfaction.
Graham
High
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