This Much and More
Djuna Barnes, 1892 – 1982
If my lover were a comet
Hung in air,
I would braid my leaping body
In his hair.
Yea, if they buried him ten leagues
Beneath the loam,
My fingers they would learn to dig
And I’d plunge home!
This poem is in the public domain.
Published on April 14, 2019 04:41