I need some help with this poem. My assignment is due in 2 days and I need to find out the meaning behind this poem and how it links back to its author S.K. Kelen?
The Gods Ash Their Cigarettes
Death stepped out of the television
just long enough to catch us off guard
and we mill around a crematorium’s lawns.
‘I saw her on Friday, now she’s gone’
The women cry and hug men shuddering
at the taste of ashes.
A smile between friends: it could
have been you and me last summer in the accident.
We were suitably dressed, even the sky was grey.
We, bull ants, terrified of sadistic feet
on a footpath curse the gods
look in the other’s eyes then look beyond
to the feet. The keepers of the place tell us
to hurry along make space for the incoming cars .
They can’t care, it’s a living to them.
Our thoughts turn against the black-hearted bustards.
We kick the backs of each other’s shoes
and hands in pockets, shuffle back to our cars.
Suddenly her blonde hair, her face.
by S.K. Kelen
The Gods Ash Their Cigarettes
Death stepped out of the television
just long enough to catch us off guard
and we mill around a crematorium’s lawns.
‘I saw her on Friday, now she’s gone’
The women cry and hug men shuddering
at the taste of ashes.
A smile between friends: it could
have been you and me last summer in the accident.
We were suitably dressed, even the sky was grey.
We, bull ants, terrified of sadistic feet
on a footpath curse the gods
look in the other’s eyes then look beyond
to the feet. The keepers of the place tell us
to hurry along make space for the incoming cars .
They can’t care, it’s a living to them.
Our thoughts turn against the black-hearted bustards.
We kick the backs of each other’s shoes
and hands in pockets, shuffle back to our cars.
Suddenly her blonde hair, her face.
by S.K. Kelen