The Jewel Poem by James Arlington Wright

The Jewel

Rating: 3.6


There is this cave
In the air behind my body
That nobody is going to touch:
A cloister, a silence
Closing around a blossom of fire.
When I stand upright in the wind,
My bones turn to dark emeralds.

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Dark Art 26 October 2005

One of the most mysterious poems ever. I love it.

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