YOUNG WOMAN
So we have a faceCupped by tender insolences,Half repenting insolencesTeasing their own angers.Then, a tense exuberanceBrushes them awayAnd burns a humbly erectQueen upon her face.This happens in the spaceBetween a frown and indecision.Her face becomes forlornly wild,And a beggarly impatienceHovers into furtive shame.All the supplely intricate flameVanishes, and leaves no mark.Her eyes are violently darkWith a hopeless waiting;Her lips are isolated tatters—All that is left of shattered recreating.Then, as quickly as she fled,The humble queen returns.Staring and unappeasedShe eyes her crumpled hands.
So we have a faceCupped by tender insolences,Half repenting insolencesTeasing their own angers.Then, a tense exuberanceBrushes them awayAnd burns a humbly erectQueen upon her face.This happens in the spaceBetween a frown and indecision.Her face becomes forlornly wild,And a beggarly impatienceHovers into furtive shame.All the supplely intricate flameVanishes, and leaves no mark.Her eyes are violently darkWith a hopeless waiting;Her lips are isolated tatters—All that is left of shattered recreating.Then, as quickly as she fled,The humble queen returns.Staring and unappeasedShe eyes her crumpled hands.
So we have a face
Cupped by tender insolences,
Half repenting insolences
Teasing their own angers.
Then, a tense exuberance
Brushes them away
And burns a humbly erect
Queen upon her face.
This happens in the space
Between a frown and indecision.
Her face becomes forlornly wild,
And a beggarly impatience
Hovers into furtive shame.
All the supplely intricate flame
Vanishes, and leaves no mark.
Her eyes are violently dark
With a hopeless waiting;
Her lips are isolated tatters—
All that is left of shattered recreating.
Then, as quickly as she fled,
The humble queen returns.
Staring and unappeased
She eyes her crumpled hands.