a night mantled in silence,
as the veiled-moon
clings to solitude.
the past marred her luster.
contemplating...
his mental faculties
drown out her inner voice.
she cleaves a path
through the thicket,
her sense of propriety
downtrodden by desire
the firmness of her grip
is now tapering off
growing hours of madness
half-ruled with
passion...
The feminine in this poem speaks out loudly. Salazar, you have a knack of creating imagery.10
A thought provoking poem woven with a beautiful title...10++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is quite an exceptional and very intense poem, Kandice, one which is so beautifully and expressively written it literally takes a reader's breath away. It is terse in wording, but vast in the emotions it unfolds before the reader. It is just the kind of poem that is a treat to read over and over until it becomes imprinted on one's mind. I liked your ending very much, but was wondering if that next to the last ine would sound better if it were phrased, 'solely ruled by' instead of 'half-ruled with' although both mean almost the same thing. Thank you for this remarkable poem. Carl.