Men's Desires by Ben EvansWhat are we to men's desires?
Just echoed souls of sorrow
a quiet kiss in a fumbled way
then whores before tomorrow.
What are we to men's desires?
an icy breathless summit
adored and mounted, quickly conquered
then left cold with sullied snow 09/26/2011 Author's Note: Unfinished. Ideas?
Posted on 09/26/2011 Copyright © 2025 Ben Evans
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Posted by Alison McKenzie on 09/26/11 at 08:02 PM I read this several times before the imagery took hold, but it finally did. The challenge, for me, was in trying to assign a personality to "the voice" in this piece. I couldn't decide if it was from the perspective of the men, or the perspective of the "we". Also, I think it would be interesting to see this portrait as it might be painted from both angles...how the objects of desire feel as well as the men desiring them. Otherwise very effective images painted in the two verses here! |
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