Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, FORMULA, by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER



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FORMULA, by                    
First Line: I saw the flesh that made the lover burn
Last Line: X equals a—and so, he is destroyed.
Subject(s): Heaven; Judgment Day; Paradise; End Of The World; Doomsday; Fall Of Man


I saw the flesh that made the lover burn,
The eyes that sent him like a hound astray
Over wan hills, the hands for whose return
He shall be waiting on the judgment day;
Here were the colors and the measurements
Required for his ruin, the sure accord
Of properties to blind him, eye and sense,
The atom edged to slaughter like the sword.
For granting all her grace, there stands at last
Only a formula—she, the pre-destined whim
Of his delight—grown strange, portentous, vast—
Equation dark, how personal to him,
Of Beauty lost, earth rent, the Heavens void!
X equals A—and so, he is destroyed.





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