Muriel Rukeyser

(December 15, 1913 – February 12, 1980 / New York City)

Orgy - Poem by Muriel Rukeyser

There were three of them that night.
They wanted it to happen in the first woman’s room.
The man called her; the phone rang high.
Then she put fresh lipstick on.
Pretty soon he rang the bell.
She dreamed, she dreamed, she dreamed.
She scarcely looked him in the face
But gently took him to his place.
And after that the bell, the bell.
They looked each other in the eyes,
A hot July it was that night,
And he then slow took off his tie,
And she then slow took off her scarf,
The second one took off her scarf,
And he then slow his heavy shoe,
The other one took off her shoe,
He then took off his other shoe,
The second one, her other shoe,
A hot July it was that night.
And he then slow took off his belt,
And she then slow took off her belt,
The second one took off her belt…


Comments about Orgy by Muriel Rukeyser

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (7/9/2016 9:36:00 AM)


    The suspense created in this poem is marvelous, a nice poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 15, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 15, 2011


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