- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Apparent Confusion
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Where?
never-moan moon
bells
Not sly this
damnable
light;
sifts the kernels of it,
unchaffs,
rids of dross, leaden
courier,
mercury-silvered or sun?
Who could know, not
discredited Ptolemy, the
sheer sweep, planet-plunged
night
nor any Greek, nay
Arab, not
fathomed, unplumbed measure
of it
light, brown-drossed, bent-
back trees, brow-
furrowed, bark-laced
silver-whipped,
rain-dripped
curve of it; effable
but not
easy graced
--30—
- COMMENTS
jthserraalmost 20 years agofrom a moon moan to the, perhaps, overmodified curve the poem snapped through some intriguing images. Very good...
jim : )
tarablackwood22almost 20 years ago...creamy beauty from this poet, the hand of the god of adjectives. Complete grace of flow!
WickedEvealmost 20 years agoYou write beautifully and the last lines of this poem are stunning.
