pygmalean ivory

Prior work



~ imPRESSiions ~


Author's Notes/Comments: 

written some time ago under another nom de plume: pygmalean ivory, during the post galatean interlude

Starward's picture

The third line gives a cold

The third line gives a cold chill, then the sixth line sounds almost playful with its alliteration, and then the huge impact of that last line with the cattlecars ready to roll behind a locomotive belching coalsmoke, and into the camps where the crematories belch human fleshsmoke.  

Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,

unto the exultations of Heaven.


crypticbard's picture

Your having highlighted those

Your having highlighted those lines demonstrates the core fear being expressed- that inextricable feeling of helplessness in the path of a fast forming snowballing avalanche that swallows everything in its trajectory. Thank you for your kindness on this poem, its communication is returning full circle.

here is poetry that doesn't always conform