In the Desert

In the Desert By Stephen Crane 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.” I read a lot of analysis of this poem. Usually desert and heart referred as metaphors which I will not contest. However, I think message is much simpler in this poem. Creature and narrator are the same,… Read More