below is my favourite poem of all time as far as im aware the writer isnt well known but i may be wrong, so please tell me what you think of this poem.
Of Eurydice
No one prevented me plunging my voice,
Plated in violet silver, into your darkness,
Your thick darkness devoid of time;
But my voice melted on your sweaty palms, choked
On black feathers from the strata of dead birds,
And vapourised on the coals of wisdom in your eyes,
And now, gnawed to the bone by the walls' invisible sneers,
I return alone.
Lords of the back of duration, had love
Not suffused my crimson fear, as the
South wind is drenched with the smell of the sea,
I would not have knocked at the doors of forbidden return.
But you let me tell the sands of dead time, and
Spattered me with your knowing, silent laughter
When i believed my blood-heavy eyes.
I was alone, you see. And i walked
Your corridors, only to stay so.
But still i robbed your darkness of a little light
And touched your tranquil lips and limbs,
To understand the senseless meaning of my loss.
Eurydice, unravelled like a tree into its roots,
lasts on outside me, without a farewell wave.
And now, gnawed to the bone by the walls' invisible sneers,
I dig my nails into my dumbstruck, ashy palms,
To leave as i come, with dignity,
Not crying out, nor running for the doors of the sun,
Afraid and hideously enriched.
By Ivan Lalic
My Favourite Poem
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