And yet one arrives somehow,
finds himself loosening the hooks of
her dress
in a strange bedroom--
feels the autumn
dropping its silk and linen leaves
about her ankles.
The tawdry veined body emerges
twisted upon itself
like a winter wind . . . !
not every arrival is welcome, this one is really disappointing, honest Classic Poem Of The Day.5 Stars full a-TOP!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is so phallic- i love/hate it.