Skip to content
March 9, 2009 / zanzi

The Eagle Pecks No More

Surprisingly, she reached
Out. It must have got to her,
The inwardness
And self-imposed
Impositions. The closeted
Embrace of arm and arm.

Suddenly, she shared
Joy. It could stay in no more,
Like Prometheus
Unbound, Shelley
Triumphant. Like Aeschylus
An outline composed of fragments.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: