January 2010
4 posts
How Men Fear Women, Richard Lehnert
poetry365:
Because I couldn’t stop her flying, I joined her where she leaked wet music, entered her from behind and below, watched her shoulders bunch and tent and spread, held her working wings, slip of bone and meat to beat down air, saw her spine leap from the hair of where I joined her to bury myself in the part of hair at the vulva of her skull, and she warned me: Don’t look down.
I looked...
Four Songs, Joy Harjo
poetry365:
1. I fell through a hole in the sky from one end of the world to the next. Burning off layers like a comet until I hit the surface of earth. I awaken in a house on the edge of the Pacific near a mango tree with your sweet-smelling head on my arm.
2. The flower might appear vulnerable as it bends with the tradewinds drinks in the sun the rain but its roots extend to hell. It keeps...
“An eye can threaten like a loaded and levelled gun, or it can insult like...”
– ~Ralph Waldo Emerson (via michelleums)
