http://www.culturalsociety.org Sat, 05 May 2012 03:37:13 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 http://www.culturalsociety.org/texts/poems/a-hunger-artsit/ http://www.culturalsociety.org/texts/poems/a-hunger-artsit/#comments Sun, 12 Jun 2005 16:00:32 +0000 Faye George http://www.culturalsociety.org/?p=2163 I think of Kafka’s man
who could not find
the food he liked,


who could not compromise,
who starved refusing
the stuff of compromise


— the dross. Turning from this,
licking the salt of hunger,
savoring it.










Republished from A Wound on Stone, Perugia Press, 2001, with permission of the author.

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at evening, the iron creak and slam of the door.
The stroke and pet of his hard hand gave the days
their meaning. Jack, can you understand?


In dreams I return beyond the beanstalk, fly
to my old home in the clouds.
Here it is safe, but the thought he needs me
pecks at the eye of peace.


I yearn for the oaken sound of his stride.
What you call bondage,
I would purchase with my last gold ounce.
For the smell of leather and mead, I would sell
my soul.










Republished from A Wound on Stone, Perugia Press, 2001, with permission of the author.

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