Psychoanalysis
The Changing phases of the soul
‘twixt simple cils, transparent gleam: -
dear smiles appear,
cheer while revered,
love sighs, - clear skies!
Here peer the eyes sincere
of each kind mind I meet.
There, ranged disgraces written whole,
through arrant, errant, pupils scream: -
queer wiles, veneer,
sheer rile, sneer speared,
jeers, cries, fear, lies,
sere tears, disguise! – sins leer
through each blind mind I treat!
26 December 1977
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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