I am a shadow crossing ice
I am rusting knife in the water
I am pear tree bitten by frost
I uphold the mountain with my hand
My feet are cut by glass
I walk in the windy forest after dark
I am wrapped in a gold cloud
I whistle thru my teeth
I lose my hat
My eyes are fed to eagles & my jaw
is locked with silver wire
I have burned often and my bones are soup
I am stone giant statue on a cliff
I am mad as a blizzard
I stare out of broken cupboards
a VERY POWERFUL Modern Poem Of The Day. Congratulations! But who or what am I? This poem is very thought-provoking...or....is it truly a shadow so hollow?
I am a shadow crossing ice............this poem started with and ended up in: I am mad as a blizzard I stare out of broken cupboards
Most deserving Modern Poet Of the Day! Congratulations! To my Favourites!
CONGRATULATIONS as THE CLASSIC POEM OF THE DAY, for dear Poetess DIANE di PRIMA
This poem is amazing, it WAS a Modern Poem Of The Day, now it has become A CLASSIC POEM Of The DAY, hurray! 5 Stars and as many in the sky, my appreciative response for this Great Immortal Poetess!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Her first book of poetry, This Kind of Bird Flies Backward, was published in 1958 by Hettie and LeRoi Jones' Totem Press. Amazing book! She was 25 years then, how great life she led, since she chose to be a poet. This is the greatest thought-0provoking poem I ever read 5 Stars full