David Ignatow

(7 February 1914 - 17 November 1997 / Brooklyn/ New York)

Without Sexual Attraction - Poem by David Ignatow

Without sexual attraction, there is
the brutal movement of the sea.
The face peers out of its skeletal frame
and hands reach like bone.

Without love, the streets
are hollow sounding
with wooden, hurried steps,
voices like caverns of death.
We pass each other as trains do,
whistling screams.


Comments about Without Sexual Attraction by David Ignatow

  • (8/10/2016 4:54:00 PM)


    Wonderful poem. Love sets us apart. (Report) Reply

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  • Susan Williams (8/10/2016 3:46:00 PM)


    Now that is how to close a poem.... it will be a long time before I forget those two lines- - -
    We pass each other as trains do,
    whistling screams.
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  • (8/10/2016 3:40:00 PM)


    Class poem.............................10 (Report) Reply

  • (8/10/2016 11:07:00 AM)


    Without love....
    We pass each other as trains do,
    whistling screams
    The factor that has made human unique rightly identified and glorified to some extent in this great meaningful poem. Thanks for sharing it here.
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  • Rajnish Manga (8/10/2016 8:35:00 AM)


    Without emotions and feelings, human beings are no better than the machines doing everything in a mechanical manner. The whole concept has been expressed beautifully. Small but lovely poem.
    We pass each other as trains do,
    whistling screams.
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  • (8/10/2016 8:27:00 AM)


    Great poem. Very good. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (8/10/2016 12:18:00 AM)


    As trains do. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 14, 2012


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