Friday, February 27, 2009

Transformations Comments

Rating: 5.0

Dread was perceptible
unshaven with irony of the dullness
of the last razor blade.
On his chin the grown cactus
...
Read full text

Maria Barbara Korynt
COMMENTS
Dagmara Anna 01 March 2009

More avant-garde poem. Good metaphors and the play on words. Very much I like him. It is worthwhile reading.

0 0 Reply
Close
Error Success