A Beautiful Mystery

Soulfully engaged with this mystery, I seek Yet, the Proverbs hold the keys to a good life With a woman, I say, beauty, be it vain, that runs off the roof As of a late-night desert rain, charm as deceptive as a mirage of food On a plate lost high upon the rolling vast plains,…

Marina Tsvetaeva: Poetic Scholar

John G Evans © 2019 Why dear Marina do I not recognize your pain? Pain is a thing I am familiar with in all my strife. I have ridden my demons upon their backs, and made them my slaves, rising and swelling upon each word lain to paper and pen, to poeticize these inkwells of…