Pleasure Poem by Dorothy Featherstone Porter

Pleasure

Rating: 3.5


After the Cleopatra exhibition, British Museum



Is it the bite
of a sighing crocodile?

All your voluptuous
bleeding incense
come at once?

I have traveled its Silk Road
with my curtains drawn,
hearing
its lurching mirages
shiver among the stones
and nettles
of its gorgeous desert.

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Edward Kofi Louis 20 October 2016

Come at once! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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