Medea by Alison Croggon

Forgetting what is mine
as rain sheds its petals
I will show you everything
falling away like water

As rain sheds its petals
in this endless night
falling away like water
from my callussed hands

In this endless night
I think of knives blooming
from my callussed hands
and a vast exile

I think of knives blooming
treacherous as lips
and a vast exile
numbing every prayer

Treacherous as lips
curling inside the body's love
numbing every prayer
in blood's filthy clamour

Curling inside the body's love
forgetting what is mine
in blood's filthy clamour
I will show you everything

I think that what is most interesting about this poem is its use of very unusual images. They are nothing like what you would expect them to be such as "knives blooming." The repitition of lines used in the poem heightens the use of the strange images. It is a strange pattern because there is a repitition of the second and fourth line as the first in third in each of the stanzas. It creates a strange rythm in the poem, and highlights all of the interesting images.