In The Desert

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."

by Stephen Crane

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wonderfully created work, so proficient....Thank you for sharing
The poet takes us through a journey. Like we can see a world we have never been to. Her poems, though insightful and meaningful, have some dark thought behind them, which I don not mind that much. I hope Ms.Wheatley knew how exquisite her poems were.
Some think this poem 'On Imagination' has an underlying meaning concerning the abilities of slaves to learn and excel in creative subjects just as well as the white race. Maybe so. It certainly can be read in that vein. Like Imagination! Who can sing thy force? could be asking who cannot be inspired to create? There is a force in this poem called Winter that discourages imagination. Winter could be seen as the white man who rips the ability to read out of black hands as well as the ability to write which pretty much freezes imagination to the ephemeral oral transmission of thoughts. .
‘Tithonus is based on a classical fable. Aurora, the goddess of Dawn, fell in love with a handsome youth, Tithonus by name. At the request of the goddess, Zeus allowed the gift of immortality on Tithonus. The goddess, however, forgot to ask for the perpetuation of her lover’s youth and beauty. With the passage of time Tithonus grew frightfully old and enfeebled, so much so that his goddess take back her gift and let him die, but Aurora was helpless, as even, “gods themselves can not recall their gifts”
Ms. Wheatley takes us on a journey far and away in Imagination, but alas at the end reality pulls us back to Earth.
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