Man, As Unfeeling Beast Poem by james watkin

Man, As Unfeeling Beast



1/

Projecting, man-browed
A race, all else
For blood's rampage
Hot flows round.
Out each field, wild-like
For his warring
Do those gore-toothed
Breaths resound!

2/

What as outer wastes
But of Nature
Tells: wind-hollow;
In its hurt.
As much is, pine-whined
On air, pine-ached
Of a meaninglessness
Heard to blurt!

Sunday, June 23, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: man,nature
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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