The Frightened Man

by Louise Bogan

Louise Bogan

In fear of the rich mouth
I kissed the thin,--
Even that was a trap
To snare me in.

Even she, so long

The frail, the scentless,
Is become strong,
And proves relentless.

O, forget her praise,

And how I sought her
Through a hazardous maze
By shafted water.




Last updated August 31, 2012