The tyrant king (Fowles)
The eyes of the tyrant king
Who sees nothing, nothing, in each hope,
And nothing in each past but lies.
John Fowles, from "An Old Draft"
Labels: poetry
Wednesday, July 22, 2020
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The eyes of the tyrant king
Who sees nothing, nothing, in each hope,
And nothing in each past but lies.
John Fowles, from "An Old Draft"
Labels: poetry
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