Lawrence Durrell

(1912 - 1990 / Nepal)

Strip-Tease - Poem by Lawrence Durrell

Soft toys that make to seem girls
In cool whitewash with two coral
Valves of lip printing each others' grease ...
A clockwork Cupid's bow. Increase!
Their cherry-ripe hullo brims the open purse
Of eyes washed white by the marmoreal light;
So swaying as if on pyres they go
About the buried business of the night,
Cold witches of the elementary tease
Balanced on the horn of a supposed desire...
Trees shed their leaves like some of these.


Comments about Strip-Tease by Lawrence Durrell

  • Rookie - 181 Points Brian Jani (5/19/2014 11:26:00 AM)

    Strip tease, what an interesting poem (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Chris Dawson (1/28/2009 5:36:00 PM)

    just the kind of piece that turns society in general off from exploring the world poetry...would there be a finer example? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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