short poems about the law – a final year jd student’s perspective

Issue 11, Volume 17

​ANONYMOUS

visceral
A law of the earth, and so that he was heard
This life and strength and sorrow, the soul.
 
The league of sorrow, the angel of the morning sun
Our blistered feet stand, and the fall streams
 
Harmonious and strange, we judge not but our own
Your justice in the rain is formed
 
We dance and the deepest waters trickle
This law of the long light of sky is strewn.

deserts
Justice and fairness, seem to be lost in the desert
Excel the flowers
 
A law of the sunshine and flowers
Select this sun, and who shall be so forth
 
The dull clouds of sea, the flowers and air
The morning drift of the law carries the earth.
 
Our law replaces the stars to the mountains
My writer is not absent, but scarcely asks.

revoke
How right is just enforcement? 
The regulation of what is human, should send shivers.
 
This rule seems to see the brow
The distance has returned
 
Rules and law, the trumpets of the earth
Shrill shouting and sleepy cries of stars
 
Cycles of golden speech and fancies interpose
Mud, law and sounds inform the winds of change.

​Anonymous is a final year JD student.