Jan Sand

Rookie - 27 Points (February 2 1926 / USA)

Satelight - Poem by Jan Sand

The great dead stone
Hangs overhead,
Ricochets the fury of the Sun,
Sucks its strength
To spray a lifeless light
Onto the night.
This pale catalyst
Transmogrifies wan hopes
Of lovers,
Bristles dog necks,
Twists alien desires
Into wolfish shadows.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013

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