DEAD MEN'S TALES OF LOVE AND LUST
I've read so much I wondered, should I write
about words and stories that have moved me?
Like betrayed Isabel from Henry James's
love lost tale The Portrait of a Lady
or Madame Bovary, Flaubert's story
of the sad adultress wife of a French
provincial doctor,She dies of poisoning.
Impressed also by Zola's Germinal.
Mark my words so would Peter the Poet
who could not fail to be moved by the fight
and struggle of Etienne and Catherine
against big mine owners exploitations.
Hugo's Guernsey romance swept me away,
Les Travailleurs de la Mer, of
Gilliat's hopeless love for Deruchette
epitomised by Caspar David Freidrich's
painting Wanderer Above the Sea Fog.
As I ponder all these great dead men's tales
I am reminded of Tina Turner's words,
What's Love got to with it .. do with it.
Their narratives disguise arousal and lust
cocooned in metaphor and fine writing.
I've sat here for some while now just trying
to work this out. I guess in the raw it's
the very nature of sexuality.
Outside my river flows relentlessly
on and I decide just to hit the sack.
I fold up the poems on my scribbled
paper and plant them in my trouser pocket.
Next morning the river still flows onwards,
I unpack the the paper from my pockets
my poems don't seem so good
they are covered in unstructured creases.
by
Jimmy
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