\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n She glanced upon his face<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n For Cupid\u2019s manna-dew<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Sweet blossoms in their blush<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Blooming fresh and new<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n But there on his moist brows<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Her pansied eyes beheld<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n An agonized pacifism<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n A violent smile that yelled.<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n A laboratory of science, plain and white<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Anxious vicious forms, some nervous laugh<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Bending over a foundation of fright<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n As sobbing eyes pleaded, \u201cEnough, enough!\u201d<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n A million mouths, gaping, wires and stuff:<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Those flesh were subjects, unable to fend<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n The fate of a nation unaware of it\u2019s end.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n A joyful contraption of a frenzied joy<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Parade down a land, a land bare and brown.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Nightly howls — wintry dogs chewing a toy :<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n A soft white limb for which Hunger sat down.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Gobbled limbs with dogs, a cannibal frown<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Crossed his face. Was that food, or some skin<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n That killed him, his poems, and the pulse within?<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n She glanced upon his face<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n For starry climes of night,<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Marble Gods of Rome<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n The burning Northern light.<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n But on his deep repose<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Where the altar raised so high,<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n She saw her lucent rays<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Weep his urge to die.<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n The ruins of a graph in lolling flames arose,<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Little humans, un-pragmatic, and all<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n All lamps of art, unpractical, were to close —<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Too catastrophic a rise, defined to fall.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Survival\u2019s an unmitigated call.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Where homage to Ianthe is a harlot\u2019s dream<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n There is no Lucy, but her violated scream.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n When all forms of love, faith, hope and art<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Discarded, dejected, deflowered and dead<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Rise from their graves, flesh and bones apart,<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Would you answer, in lieu of all wine and bread?<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Would you then leave your \u2018practical\u2019 silken bed,<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Stare the murdered in their eyes, say you thrive,<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Say, animals never needed songs to survive?<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n The shamed Gods in skies<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Turned away in fear<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Selene\u00a0of the shining night<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Kissed her lover dear.<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n The\u00a0world shut in sleep<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Night palled their eyes,<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Bedewed the auburn curls<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Of gagged Endymion\u2019s\u00a0 cries.<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Somoshree Palit \u00a0 She glanced upon his face\u00a0 For Cupid\u2019s manna-dew\u00a0 Sweet blossoms in their blush\u00a0 Blooming fresh and new\u00a0 But there on his moist brows\u00a0 Her pansied eyes beheld\u00a0 An agonized pacifism\u00a0 A violent smile that yelled.\u00a0 \u00a0 A laboratory of science, plain and white\u00a0 Anxious vicious forms, some nervous laugh\u00a0 Bending over a… <\/p>\n