Without Sexual Attraction Poem by David Ignatow
Without Sexual Attraction
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.
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.
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.
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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As trains do. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.