Without Beauty Poem by james watkin

Without Beauty



Without it, to escape into
Beauty, where are you
Life, stale life? Confined; dungeoned.
That wretched; through and through.

Not just what opens, sizeable
Lit, accessible
For its world-window. Free leapt
Realm, absorbable!

Thursday, January 28, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,world
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james watkin

james watkin

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