Poets · R.M. Engelhardt

The Jewel By James Wright

C__Data_Users_DefApps_AppData_INTERNETEXPLORER_Temp_Saved Images_514jk71g6fL__SL1500_.jpgTHE JEWEL

There is this cave

In the air behind my body

That nobody is going to touch:

A cloister, a silence

Closing around a blossom of fire.

When I stand upright in the wind,

My bones turn to dark emeralds.

 

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