gershon hepner

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Shudders In The Loin - Poem by gershon hepner

What shudders in the loin engender
rejection of my poems when
the editors return to sender
the work of my unpenile pen?

Inspire by the ninth line of Yeats’s “Leda and the Swan”:

A sudden blow: the great wings beating still
Above the staggering girl, her thighs caressed
By the dark webs, her nape caught in the bill,
He holds her helpless breast upon his breast.

How can those terrified vague fingers push
The feathered glory from her loosening thighs?
And how can body, laid in that white rush,
But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?

A shudder in the loins engenders there
The broken wall, the burning roof and tower
And Agamemnon dead.
Being so caught up,
So mastered by the brute blood of the air,
Did she put on his knowledge with his power
Before the indifferent beak could let her drop?


3/27/08


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 27, 2008



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