Tuesday, January 26, 2021

Peasants

 Peasants

poem by e.e.cane

Jan. 26, 2021


lips, sea-swell impertinent

whispers folly, proves I’ll listen

Forgetting myself, eyes dry

from watching, freedom is elusive while

in her presence

Feelings, thin peasants crowding, 

rise sharply to protest my abstinence 


Methinks they protest too much

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