On Dragon's Wings Poem by William Jackson
On Dragon's Wings
Bad poetry compels me
to contemplate seppuku,
to pluck out my corneas,
to drink myself blind,
to gaze into Medusa’s eyes.
But, William Blake
still transports me
on dragon's wings
to worlds sublime;
Then I see
what I've never seen,
always known,
but never said;
I contemplate the age old mystery,
the unvarnished human form divine
devil child as well as angel
saint and sinner
love and hate.
A tribute to William Blake in poetry`s flake.A wonderful start here with the japanese art of stomach cutting.Very interesting.
Great poem, I like this a lot. Poetry's worth is subjective, but I think many can agree you have done well here.
I have to agree with you William, great little piece, I especially like the innovative way of committing suicide by gazing into the eyes of the Gorgon. Wonderful little poem.
I have to agree with you William, great little piece, I especially like the innovative way of committing suicide by gazing into the eyes of the Gorgon. Wonderful little poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I really like your writing style. Good tribute. I invite you to read My new poem called, man to a boy. It's a true story. Best wishes Dave