Sunday, 23 November 2014

Unprovoked and awful charges — even so the she-bear fights;
Speech that drips, corrodes and poisons - even so the cobra bites;
Scientific vivisection of one nerve till it is raw,
And the victim writhes with anguish — like the Jesuit with the squaw!

So it comes that Man, the coward, when he gathers to confer
With his fellow-braves in council, dare not leave a place for her
Where, at war with Life and Conscience, he uplifts his erring hands
To some God of abstract justice — which no woman understands.

And Man knows it! Knows, moreover, that the Woman that God gave him
Must command but may not govern; shall enthrall but not enslave him.
And She knows, because She warns him and Her instincts never fail,
That the female of Her species is more deadly than the male!

Thursday, 12 December 2013

Monday, 18 November 2013

// It's such a fine line // That keeps me searching // For a heart of gold //







…within a month:
Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears
Had left the flushing in her galled eyes,
She married…



But break, my heart;

for I

must hold

my tongue.


Thursday, 14 November 2013

Thursday, 24 October 2013

Tuesday, 6 August 2013

Those whom the gods would utterly destroy...





are tempted with cruel hopes of lasting joy.







Can you still hear your youngish self?


with heavy stone of a heart


mysteriously plucked out


sacrificed for so little


and now not so much hidden as


not in the way.