Treasure Island

Stan Petrovich

(10/27/1950 / Fort Riley, KS)

In the Sullen Night


I know the lovers' moan
For I too have moaned, a lover, too;
Then, the bell tolls for you.
And the foghorn, somewhere, groans.
Life forgiven is nothing,
Nothing forgotten.
Our actions move mountains
Of infinitesimal concatenations.
.
It is a portentous paternity;
It is a monstrous sorority.
From what I know
Of the moments of human
Bondage, indulgence and craving,
All forms of which pervade,
All craving invades, ant-like,
Eating up whole countrysides.
I am the speaker who chides you,
And then I hide in my den,
Hide from you:
And is hated too.
I accept my fate with cunningness and fear,
Because even your rippled words of hate
Are dear to me.

Submitted: Thursday, March 21, 2013
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  • Poetheart Morgan (3/30/2013 9:58:00 AM)

    You are something Poet. What a wonderful description of love here! ! ! ! Hello Stan, how is Caetano Veloso? ? ? (Report) Reply

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