Open Poetry #28 |
midsummer revelation |
majnu
since 2002-10-13
Posts 1088SF Bay Area |
we are each of us damaged, the very act of birth gaurantees that, complimentary cracks and aberrations cancel - adaptive optical living. i would have married iphegenia, even cognizant of her fate, she is singular - the anima, forever searching without, in vain. capacity for pain is perhaps directly proportionate to capacity for love, i care for hecuba, i am rewarded with her pain, perhaps one force. but what cares the audience for hecuba, always alert, they are critics, cynics, surprisingly alone amongst a multitude of others, walking on. the descent of man darwin called it, if so original sin is not sex, life is drawing closer and in death we are absolved - each of us perfect. -majnu |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Interesting this poem is. That is all I can think of to say. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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