Winter 1944 • Vol. VI No. 1 Poetry |

Problem Evil into Cocoon

Are monsters all big? I connive on a twig, Head to heel, head to heel, Aloof in chenille. Arrogant worm, is my name, Ugly worm, they exclaim. I warp to a hood. I filter no good. As horror as whale, Malignant as eel, As stinging, as male; In a sheathe of chenille. So fester on dews, On my moss of chartreuse. And if men come me nigh Make a fright for near eye. Arrogant worm, is my name. Ugly worm, they exdaim.Next make, next transform Me more evil than worm. My stupor I obey; Erupt will I from this sack, Monster as huge as day And black as night is black.

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