Wednesday, May 30, 2018

YOU Comments

Rating: 0.0

You
who walk, who do not wish to see


go down, go down always, even
to the barren kingdoms


there a whole people stir, shades
of fathers confounded by their sons, queens


who dance in their frenzy and far,
faraway upon a cliff edge


a man who looks at the sea and murmurs,
mountains of foam, restore it to me.
...
Read full text

Claude Esteban
COMMENTS
Close
Error Success