Stephen Crane In the Desert...
Stephen Crane
In the Desert
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."
the content of this poem by Crane has always been a mystery to me. The imagery plays the imagination towards the fantastic, but the fact that this is an allegory is plain. But the exact representation of these various tropes are left to the reader to interpret.
One could abandon oneself to analysis or simply take in the fact that there is a raw emotion here waiting to chew on your brain cells.
Maybe.
