Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AN EYE OF A QUEEN AND A TESTICLE OF A BULL, by JANE MILLER Poet's Biography First Line: We each one wear moccasins & a strip of deerskin Last Line: Loving an enchantment of islands Subject(s): Country Life; Friends, Religious Society Of; Hunting; Property; Quakers; Hunters; Possessions | ||||||||
We each one wear moccasins & a strip of deerskin that passes between our legs & loops over a belt in front & back we load packhorses with blankets powder & lead a bag of meal a bag of salt & a little jerked meat to provision us until we shoot a deer anthropomorphic & zoomorphic figures in a dream we aren't afraid we always fight when we have to still we feel killing is a terrible thing do they give the same object to both men & women? in this time we are going through together none of us likes to hear folks tell us what to do & how to do it I hope personally me & trouble aren't likely to run into each other we notice an absence of foxes on the present day young lovers this music helps us pass the time maybe I ought to learn the blacksmith trade we never get over our Quaker bearing I have heard they don't give the same object to everyone some they kill straightaway I keep forgetting our house burned to the ground the narcotic world caught between reflections if we should live to be very old anthropomorphic & zoomorphic figures on an enchantment of islands we stand to make a heap of money selling land a city of emotion materializes in tectiforms we start down the path to the woods to examine the mysterious fire but what if we do get the same object? there is always a hierogylphic wilderness in which it may be said living is hard loving an enchantment of islands | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE; CHAMBER AND SOUL by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS FAREWELL TO FARGO: SELLING THE HOUSE by KAREN SWENSON GETTING AND SPENDING by LINDA GREGERSON LEGAL FICTION by WILLIAM EMPSON A WINTER OF LOVE LETTERS AND A MORNING PRAYER: 5 by JANE MILLER A WINTER OF LOVE LETTERS AND A MORNING PRAYER: 7 by JANE MILLER |
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