Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DRUNKARD, by HERBERT KAUFMAN Poet's Biography First Line: Flabby faced and sodden eyed Last Line: We gazed on him, you and I. Subject(s): Alcoholism & Alcoholics; Drunkards; Alcohol Abuse | ||||||||
FLABBY faced and sodden eyed; Lips on which foul curses ride; Leering, sneering, gulping, fearing Blindly what he cannot see God, why must such horrors be? Cruel thoughts that lurk and hide: Lusts that wait their time and bide In his brain until his strength Fades and gives them chance at length: Smirching clean things with the mud Ambuscaded in his blood: All the best of him in thrall Impotent to heed the call Of his self-respect: his pride Groping blindly for a guide: Numb and dumb the soul of him: Rank and dank the whole of him: Laughter guzzling in his throat Hear the brutal Bacchic note! Now we know him, he's unmasked. Once in Delphos as he basked Putrid 'neath the Grecian sun, When the orgies' course was run: Lying, naked, shameless, vile To the passer-by the while: Goat-legs, mangy, smeared with muck: Lifeless as fat swine stuck By the butcher in his sty: From a clean, green hill, near by We gazed on him, you and I. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NO NONSENSE by CHARLES BUKOWSKI THE REPLACEMENTS by CHARLES BUKOWSKI BELLEVUE EXCHANGE by NORMAN DUBIE EVEN NOW YOU ARE LEAVING by TESS GALLAGHER |
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