Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SNAKE, by JOHN RUSSELL MCCARTHY First Line: Poor unpardonable length Last Line: And went on creating. Subject(s): Animals; Snakes; Serpents; Vipers | ||||||||
Poor unpardonable length, All belly to the mouth, Writhe then, and wriggle, If there's joy in it! My heel, at least, shall spare you. A little sun on a stone, A mouse or two, And all that unreasonable belly Is happy. No wonder God wasn't satisfied And went on creating. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE IMAGINED COPPERHEAD by ANDREW HUDGINS TO THE SNAKE by DENISE LEVERTOV FIVE ACCOUNTS OF A MONOGAMOUS MAN by WILLIAM MEREDITH TANKA DIARY (8) by HARRYETTE MULLEN SNAKE WOMAN by MARGARET ATWOOD A PORTRAIT OF MY ROOF by JAMES GALVIN |
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