by Stephen Crane
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In the desert I saw a creature, naked, bestial, Who, squatting upon the ground, Held his heart in his hands, And ate of it. I said, "Is it good, friend?" "It is bitter – bitter", he answered, "But I like it Because it is bitter, And because it is my heart." |
This poem is simple but deep. It touches on so many feelings in one paragraph and gives me a pang in my heart everytime i read it. It is dark but not depressing. An amazing poem.
Jennifer