IN THE HEYDAYS OF HIS EYES
(taut jeans dancing)

An Anthology of Poetry about Being Young and Growing Up
 
 
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PORTRAIT OF A YOUNG GIRL RAPED AT A SUBURBAN PARTY

Brian Patten

And after this quick bash in the dark You will rise and go Thinking of how empty you have grown And of whether all the evening's care in front of mirrors And the younger boys disowned Led simply to this. Confined to what you are expected to be By what you are Out in this frozen garden You shiver and vomit-- Frightened, drunk among trees, You wonder at how those acts that called for tenderness Were far from tender. Now you have left your tittering about love And your childishness behind you Yet still far from being old You spew up among flowers And in the warm stale rooms The party continues. It seems you saw some use in moving away From that group of drunken lives Yet already ten minutes pregnant In twenty thousand you might remember This party This dull Saturday evening When planets rolled out of your eyes And splashed down in suburban grasses.

 
 
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