In red intensity of heat
Sweat pouring in great drops
Among the hiss of steam
I myself forged these nails,
Rough, rugged, brutal.
With my consummate skill
Toiling before the furnace
I formed this spearhead,
Sharp, jagged, brutal.
This iron will savour flesh
To liberate rare blood
And loose lustrant water.
The parabolic "Four Craftsmen" poems are the best, I feel, that I ever have or will write.
Sweat pouring in great drops
Among the hiss of steam
I myself forged these nails,
Rough, rugged, brutal.
With my consummate skill
Toiling before the furnace
I formed this spearhead,
Sharp, jagged, brutal.
This iron will savour flesh
To liberate rare blood
And loose lustrant water.
The parabolic "Four Craftsmen" poems are the best, I feel, that I ever have or will write.
I have read and read and read your poetry. I enjoy it all. I have added myself as a follower. God bless you.
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