Bride Town Poem by Anne Carson

Bride Town

Rating: 2.5


Hanging on the daylight black.
As an overcoat with no man in it one cold bright.
Noon the Demander was waiting for me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
M Asim Nehal 23 November 2016

Nicely written....As an overcoat with no man in it one cold bright.

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Tom Billsborough 23 November 2016

Mysterious with a fine rhythm. Like it.

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