Grotesque Beauty: A Ghazal
By Kaedy Puckett Some see pain as memory and some see memory as pain Poetry, Art, and Literature, aestheticize the slain. Gruesome torment, captured through portraiture of inflicted sin Where seeing eyes are captivated by bittersweet disdain The moon, the stars, the cosmos hold no candle to the image Of torn and twisted flesh; of cruelty utterly inhumane. Does vivid horror unite the good, or does it please the bad?…