Overheard
Overheard
After Poem Denise Levertov’s ‘Overheard Over S.E. Asia’
I’m falling on people
where men send me to fall
on bamboo thickets
rich seas on rainy nights
I am the snow that burns
each drop that hits the surface
but I prefer flesh, so smooth, so dense
I seek the bone.
One thought on "Overheard"
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
Whoa! Striking poem.