It was a face which darkness could kill
in an instant
a face as easily hurt
by laughter or light

‘We think differently at night’
she told me once
lying back languidly

And she would quote Cocteau

‘I feel there is an angel in me’ she’d say
‘whom I am constantly shocking’

Then she would smile and look away
light a cigarette for me
sigh and rise

and stretch
her sweet anatomy

let fall a stocking

Analysis, meaning and summary of Lawrence Ferlinghetti's poem Number 8


  1. yann rolland says:

    I don’t like the arrangement of the words in this poem,it is confusing.Otherwise I like the sensuality from it.

  2. blonde says:

    I really don’t understand this poem

  3. Ewan says:

    one of my favs

  4. Katie says:

    What can i say? Its a wonderfully beautiful poem

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