Richard George

Rookie (June 1,1965 / Cheltenham, U.K.)

Capability Janes - Poem by Richard George

They water blossom-tresses; pare them back
on branch of bone. Big amorous boys' eyes
come bumble-droning, pollen-bags on thighs.

But every strand, each rooted follicle
is an antenna. Stung, they turn and glare,
of scrutiny behind their necks aware.

Men lack this swivel-circumflex of sight.
Staunch Agamemnon, staring straight ahead
as Clytemnestra crept, would soon lie dead.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 5, 2005

Poem Edited: Sunday, June 24, 2007


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