Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ABANDON, by LORENE BYRNES BURNS

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ABANDON, by                
First Line: I am wicked-wicked-wicked
Last Line: In the spring!
Subject(s): Abandonment; Hearts; Love; Spring; Desertion

I am wicked—wicked—wicked—
In the spring!

When the scent of wild plum
Turns blood to tainted wine,
I do not care whose fevered lips
In ecstasy touch mine;
Nor whose cool hands linger
Against my pulsing throat,
If only I may hear the while
The throbbing, joyous note
Of oriole and thrush.

Upon the breast of pagan May
My soul I fling.

When in flight the goldfinch
Tilts tulips with his wing,
I do not care how wild, how weird
The godless song I sing;
Nor whose warm lips whisper
Sweet follies in my ear,
If only in craved soul-release
Enraptured songs I hear
Of birds at twilight hush.

I am wicked—wicked—wicked—
In the spring!

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