In the desert
Stephen CraneI saw a creature, naked, bestial,
who, squatting upon the ground,
held his heart in his hands,
and ate of it.
I said, “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter – bitter.” he answered,
“but I like it
because it is bitter,
and because it is my heart.”
Erica
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interesting to see something reminiscent of Shelley’s Ozymandias – not much attention given to Crane’s poetry – thanks
Funny you mention Ozymandias, it was on my desk not two days ago.
in regards to those two poems we think along similar lines.. so to speak 🙂
I am sitting in quiet contemplation after reading that, which is a thing which is somewhat hard to achieve. Thank you.
That is pretty much exactly hoe I felt after reading it for the first time! Thanks for stopping by!
I meant to say *how*, I guess hoe works in a quirky sort of way!