Treasure Island

Lola Ridge

(December 12, 1873- May 19, 1941 / Dublin)

Brooklyn Bridge


Pythoness body—arching
Over the night like an ecstasy—
I feel your coils tightening…
And the world’s lessening breath.

Submitted: Wednesday, February 08, 2012

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  • Keith Lemon (2/6/2014 9:33:00 PM)

    The poem reads like auto erotic asphyxiation for the industrial revolution. The speaker detests what she's seeing, but knows the world loves it. (Report) Reply

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