I Saw The Broad Reflective Brow Poem by Richard Elwes

I Saw The Broad Reflective Brow



I saw the broad, reflective brow that seems
as it were stolen from a philosopher
in sleep, the pushed out upper lip
and sweet red rebel mouth, the tip
of impudence between
distended nostrils, and the sheen
of glowing, tumbled hair,
the strange illusion of the East that lies
about the cheeks, and the shameless
little pockets of darkness
under the eyes.

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