He shall eat flowers,
chew honey and spit out gall.
they shall all smile
and love and pity him.
– Karl Jay Shapiro
Caught upon a thousand thorns, I sing,
Like a rag in the wind…
Trying to pry from the vest of poetry
The Golden heart of mankind’s despair…
Afraid of nothing and afraid of everything,
Curtailing joy, withholding irony,
Pleased to condemn contemporaneity
Seeking the reality, skirting
The dangerous absolutes of fear and hope..
– Richard Eberhart