I could have lived in a tundra,
stripping animals like I'm one of them,
their flesh in my teeth.
That simple masculinity,
which asks and answers nothing,
is perfect. No complex thoughts,
no pain, and best of all: no poems
in which to express thoughts and pain.
You seem to be on a roll, knocking out these poems in cool, clear language.
Lots of women like the masculine, stone age type. I'd imagine many men like that type too.
It's sometimes hard to act that way, when you love women so much, and respect them. I like women so much, I even put the seat down when I'm leaving the Men's Room.
Thank you for your kind and amusing feedback, rowens
"Look, it's not like I *like* being a poet." - sort of... [:
i've had that dilemma lately, whether i should be putting commas at the ends of lines; but i think when one punctuates the whole poem, it doesn't matter where the commas lie on the overall picture, and they usually do lie at the natural pauses, and those usually indicate a change of line is in order. from what i've seen, anyway. it looks right in your poem, but the hanging commas don't look so consistent in mine.
you complex thinkers and philosophical types so often come to that place, (whether one can articulate it or not) where the old 'ignorance is bliss' cliche 'comes home to roost'. i like your take, and definitely love the title. x
Thank you for your kind feedback, Jesta, and it's good to have you back here