SURRENDER
by: Olga Mishkin
- HE night
shades are lowering;
- The sun in the heavens, like a king in all his glory
- Adorned in dazzling raiment which reflects its colors in
the mirrored skies,
- Slowly and majestically bows himself away from off the earth,
- Leaving the world to encroaching darkness;
- To the mysteries of night.
-
- And I?--I am afraid;
- My heart trembles and sinks with fear and expectation of
what awaits me;
- In my brain there is confusion
- And my thoughts run wildly, beating against my throbbing
temples--
- Shrieking their mockery and derision as I gaze after the
last rays of light,
- Seeking protection and solace in the dying day.
-
- How I long to weep--Yet am I not happy?
- How I could dance and laugh and scream with mad joy:
- But a mournful sadness steals over my heart and I shiver
with cold;
- Something--something is ebbing away from within me.
- The minutes are fleeing fast,
- And soon--I shall lie in the warm embrace of my Love.
- He will draw me close to him--and a little closer,
- And his strong arms will soothe my quivering body:
- And his tender kisses will cool the fever of my burning lips,
- And through his gentleness and compassion, he will leave
my soul untouched, unscarred
- And my love for him will grow a thousand fold,
- And with happiness I will lay my virginity at his feet,
- And with Joy--
- But oh, my God, how I fear!...
- The sun shines brightly--
- It is a new day--
- It is all over....
-
- My heart is cold--and I am sad,
- And how I loathe the bright sun and the merry birds and the
beautiful flowers.
- It is all over....
"Surrender" is reprinted
from Poetica Erotica. Ed. T.R. Smith. New York: Crown
Publishers, 1921. |
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