Two Trapped Men

Mark J. Mitchell

    Let’s talk about desire—

                               We don’t have time.

                                           There’s not room enough

    in this narrow frame

                                  to trace its limits,

                                                        to discover its name.

    We’re prisoners,

                                          captives,

                                                           fenced in by rhyme.

    —That is your condition

                                  but not mine.

    There’s freedom here—

                                           I see your thought, I blame

    this shape. It fools you.

                                           The rules of the game

    limit things—

                                           I’ll fix desire in six lines.

    —Try, he said—

                               My hero wife

                                                       stands below

     a full moon,

                               weary eyes,

                                                        her limbs may sag,

     but she stands, long,

                                            lovely,

                                                       and always young.

     She’s a melody

                                           that’s just begun

     to sing in my flesh.

                                           Desire never flags:

     Her face,

                               her voice,

                                                       her touch.

Her beauty flows.

Mark J. Mitchell  ha estado en el oficio de la poesía durante 50 años.  Su colección más reciente es Something To Be. Una novela escrita por él, titulada A Book of Lost Songs, fue publicada recientemente por Histria Books. Gusta del baseball, Louis Aragon, Dante, y de su esposa, la activista Joan Juster. Actualmente reside en San Francisco.

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