Early Reading

Frederick Pollack

They are the lords and owners of their faces
was the most horrifying line … Supermen,
I thought.  Impeccable.
No need for telepathy – they see
(themselves as stone) emotions,
use them.  Take or leave
their own.  Filthy
rich, at will.  I’ll never
knowingly meet them, or be one,
approaching life as I do,
one shoulder down, eyes bulged,
drooling, insistent.  Crowds
flee me, and my way is dreadfully clear,
alone heartened
by the words of a minor poet, Mao Tse-Tung:
Only today are there men of feeling.