Night-Life's Snubbed, Tracked Lamentable Poem by james watkin

Night-Life's Snubbed, Tracked Lamentable



Yes yes, you and I both!
Plodding uphill, and our breath
O snail, whitening. As loth
As I, of moon forsook
To raise, for forward guaging
What neon, behind, took?

Night-step upon tear-blind step.
For more than sprays' half-frozed
Thwartings shaking out sense! A groan
For coldness, but not air's
To the usual groupings disclosed
Of stars' dispassioned flares.

Tuesday, August 27, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,night
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Julia Luber 27 August 2019

A chaotic sense of sensory happenings bound up in a poem.

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james watkin 27 August 2019

Yeah. About being luckless in the love-search again.2006/7/8.. thanks julia

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james watkin

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