La Societe Permissive. Poem by Michael Walker
La Societe Permissive.
Reveille-toi, car l'aube a remplace les etoiles,
Et dans mon lit il y a un etranger: donc encore une fois,
Ce qui me semblait une bonne idee hier soir
Parait, ce matin, desoulee, un peu mauvais.
-'Permissive Society'. Connie Bensley. From '101 Poems', ed. by D. Goodwin.
Wednesday, February 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: car,love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The woman who speaks in the poem has slept with a stranger, after drinking too much the night before. In the morning, when she is sober, it does not seem like a good idea. The permissive society-sleeping around.
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