“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.”
~Stephen Crane
How the World Feasts apart from Christ
December 2, 2011 by Basil Wellington
The first thing I ever read that made me think I could like poetry. Still my favorite of his. Thanks.