Mysteries

Your eyes are widely opened flowers.

Your eyes are widely opened flowers.

Your eyes are widely opened flowers. Only their centers are darkly clenched           To conceal mysteries That lure me to a keener blooming           Than I know, And promise a secret           I must have.

Submitted by: Scott Raymond (email, web site), who writes: “I'm a recent grad of Kansas, and I work for a music distribution company. This has been my favorite poem since early high school, when I found it in a book at the library by my grandma's house. All this time, I wrongly thought it was written by Erica Jong, until I bothered to look it up again.”

Submitted by: Scott Raymond (email, web site), who writes: “I'm a recent grad of Kansas, and I work for a music distribution company. This has been my favorite poem since early high school, when I found it in a book at the library by my grandma's house. All this time, I wrongly thought it was written by Erica Jong, until I bothered to look it up again.”