Her Bid for Freedom (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 18 Sep 2019 in Art, Poems

    Her Bid for Freedom   She could never bear to be herself Dressed in a red coat, dandyish, a cynosure “People stare.” These words were for the angel at her side Known by puckering air, a fragmented hair’s-width or garment’s hem One enveloping unseen form That moves through leaves and makes Crushed mould-remains […]