A noun sentence, no verb
to it or in it: to the sea the scent of the bed
after making love … a salty perfume
or a sour one. A noun sentence: my wounded joy
like the sunset at your strange windows.
My flower green like the phoenix. My heart exceeding
my need, hesitant between two doors:
entry a joke, and exit
a labyrinth. Where is my shadow—my guide amid
the crowdedness on the road to judgment day? And I
as an ancient stone of two dark colors in the city wall,
chestnut and black, a protruding insensitivity
toward my visitors and the interpretation of shadows. Wishing
for the present tense a foothold for walking behind me
or ahead of me, barefoot. Where
is my second road to the staircase of expanse? Where
is futility? Where is the road to the road?
And where are we, the marching on the footpath of the present
tense, where are we? Our talk a predicate
and a subject before the sea, and the elusive foam
of speech the dots on the letters,
wishing for the present tense a foothold
on the pavement …
End of the poem
15 random poems
- For what’s worth breathing by Rixa White
- In Westminster Abbey poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- Waldenses by William Wordsworth
- Before the Altar poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песенка-представление орлёнком Эдом Атаки Гризли
- Olney Hymn 48: Joy And Peace In Believing by William Cowper
- At Her Grave poem – Alfred Austin
- Robert Burns: Lady Onlie, Honest Lucky:
- England’s Answer by Rudyard Kipling
- True Love by Robert Penn Warren
- In Neglect by Robert Frost
- Arrival by William Carlos Williams
- The Rising and Falling of Trees by Patricia Fargnoli
- Dedication To Leigh Hunt, Esq. poem – John Keats poems
- A Song at Weicheng. by Wang Wei
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