Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ARSEHOLE, by PAUL VERLAINE Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: It is shy as a gathered eyelet Last Line: I fed that famished mouth my ambergris Subject(s): Love - Erotic | ||||||||
It is shy as a gathered eyelet neatly worked in shrinking violet; it is the dilating iris, tucked away, a tightening throb when fucked. It is a soiled and puckered hem, the golden treasury's privy purse. With all the colours of a bruise, it is the fleck of blood in albumen. I dreamed your body was an instrument and this was the worn mouthpiece to which my breathing lips were bent. Each note pleaded to love a little longer, longer, as though it was dying of hunger. I fed that famished mouth my ambergris. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUNGERFIELD by ROBINSON JEFFERS ULYSSES: MOLLY BLOOM'S CLOSING SOLILOQUY by JAMES JOYCE THE EROTIC PHILOSOPHERS by KIZER. CAROLYN SLEEPING WITH WOMEN by KENNETH KOCH A FORGOTTEN TUNE by PAUL VERLAINE |
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