Bright Ambush: Poems

Bright Ambush: Poems

Bright Ambush: Poems

Bright Ambush: Poems

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I walk in ambush bright
With terror and delight,
The savage lovely beast
Pacing within my breast,
The proud heart being more
Proud than it was before
For having in its hold
A prize of living gold.
Not Darius nor Pan,
Asian or African,
Leashed the unleaguered length
Of such a sinewy strength.
Nor did the bright immortal
Enter by any portal
With violence of art
Into my hollow heart.
But suddenly it came
From nowhere, like a flame.
And I am not afraid,
Having this ambuscade
That will take life and death
Easily with its breath.
And even should it turn
And its strict substance burn
Myself away, I would
Find that a fatal good.

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