Tuesday, 28 July 2020

THE PUPPET-PLAYER by Angelina Weld Grimké

Sometimes a few short lines makes me stop and ponder. Wee what you think?


THE PUPPET-PLAYER

Angelina Weld Grimké

Sometimes it seems as though some puppet-player,
   A clenched claw cupping a craggy chin
Sits just beyond the border of our seeing,
   Twitching the strings with slow, sardonic grin.

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