Poem
of the week: Legend by Hart Crane
Until His
Mindset within a new frame..
“In front
of my mirror,
Confronting
myself, looking
for honesty,
candid frame,
Mirror silent,
provokes my curiosity.
Recalling
those days of venture,
My loitering,
my bold decisions,
All kisses
wet in frame of white skin,
Now makes me loud ,louder than before.
This coil
burning within, slow and steady,
Nurtured by
a will of yielding desire,
Burns,
burns, till time and reminder
Of warning
from within stems in.”
My lips,
my chat, my chanting
All my
mirror bore silent and steady.”
Above
is the cry of a
man
Whom I watched
for two years
Until his
mindset fell
Within a
frame work new.
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