JULY 1998 | VOLUME 2, NUMBER 2

POETRY

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Richard Fein
J.L. Iannone

POETRY ARCHIVE

DAVID HUNTER SUTHERLAND lives in Fishkill, New York. He is a contributing writer to Renaissance Online Magazine. more

CONTENTS
IN BOX
COLUMNISTS
LINKS OF THE MONTH
QUESTIONNAIRE

DAVID HUNTER SUTHERLAND

Pretty little eyes
potted orbs of speckled glass,
follow, watch me in indifference
as this charmer charms the asp;

into writhing fluid motion,
striking patterns, kneading shapes,
blurring vision of the hidden,
on peripheral escape.

And sordid dancers, neon traffic,
bedlam, mayhem, strange design
rise effortless from corners
in this carpetbagger's mind.

Should venom poison us, my cherub
or angels falter in their thoughts,
here rests the testimony, lover,
my false witness in your court.

Pretty little eyes
demimonde of lace and fold,
the esprit follet your shadow,
its ash the annex of my soul.

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