The Beauty in Ugly

There you were...
in care of faintest heart--
seen off beside yourself,
by yourself.
Your holding cell moved
with you in perfect
measure...keeping time
with the best of saints.
The beauty in ugly
steadily fed disproportion
to that hungry Light.
As if there were nothing
amiss, nothing to be cast
off...only, looked at--with
unspeakable depth.


Konstantinos Mark

Reviews

[Relic]

Excellent poem. Even with imperfection there's depth. I like your style and diction very much.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

the transformation of this verse...
as I read the lines...
and how the pieced seems...
to be hiding in the shadows...