Saturday, March 21, 2009

No More Sullen Art

She sought that finely crafted form
to hide the hate
turned inside. The bruising storm
she sought. That finely crafted form
might rescue her, might keep her warm
through purple nights too long. Too late
she sought that finely crafted form
to hide the hate.

1 comment:

Cheryl said...

I really like this poem- it didn't even occur to me that one could place a period in the middle of the line in this type of poem. It definitely makes it much more complex and interesting!