Rare Blessing For A Rare Soul Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Rare Blessing For A Rare Soul



a pair of phantom right palms
spread out with mute benediction
showered icicle blessing on the
rising sun in the earth of obscure love

T.S.Eliot and Robert Browning
patted on one square shoulder
when William Blake was sternly frowning
and W.B.Yeats was curtly smiling

Saturday, May 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: metaphor
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