Jul 18, 2024
"Love and a cough
cannot be concealed.
Even a small cough.
Even a small love."
As it's been said, Anne Sexton
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"Love and a cough
cannot be concealed.
Even a small cough.
Even a small love."
As it's been said, Anne Sexton
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Sun in her hair
She wore sun in her hair like flowers
Β Summer skies she had for eyes
Β Cracks in her skin, porcelain
Β Her touch one of morning dew
Under
kiss under the table
the moments pass
the guests asps
slither back into the their cars
we in linger
among the leftover pheasants
the smell of ginger
sweat of the fresh mown lawn
Half innocent
I craved the smell
burnt marsh mellow love
black caramel
sugar white
one touch
one feel
one forget
start from the beginning
Burn
My hands wrapped
in paraffin
holding wicks unlit
I am not well
my mind is not fit
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Transform
I wrapped my self up
in the loose sheets
slivers of quivers
in gibberish
brought on by fevers
till my home was
a warren
and my ears grew long
Reignbow
for every finger a paint
a taint
malformed
look at these hands
abhorrent
in their art
colors smeared on canvas
When God saw that the world was so over proud, He sent a dearth on earth, and made it full hard. A bushel of wheat was at four shillings or more, Of which men might have had a quarter before.... And then they turned pale who had laughed so loud, And they became all docile who before were so proud. A man's heart might bleed for to hear the cry Of poor men who called out, "Alas! For hunger I die ...!
Poem on the Evil Times of Edward II, c. 1321.
(Great famine 1315-1317)