Wrath has come down from the hills to enlist
Me surely in his brindled generation,
The race of the tiger;come down at last
Has wrath to build a bonfire of my breast
With one wet match and all man's desolation
-from stanley kunitz's 'welcome the wrath'
What a fantastic text, it is worth posting. Who does not feel like that sometimes? Desolation is unavoidable at times
ReplyDeletehelloo mariana....thanks for stopping by...
ReplyDeleteand yes desolation is unavoidable....and maybe even inevitable....the magnitude may be different...this was the first poem of stanley kunitz that i read...and since then i have read several.....a wonderful and little known writer...