the intimacy of skin “…how come, how comeI anticipate nothing as intimate as history would I have had a different lifefailing this embrace with broken things…”From ‘thirsty’ by Dionne Brand nothing is more intimate than skin the bag of itmighty body buttress claspingthe broken & betrayedcupping loss in a wrinkled elbowstanding at attention on the… Continue reading Poem 47 – the intimacy of skin
Category: On Writing
Poem 46 – Mary
Mary When she opens her eyesthe first thing she seesis Hope – how it leans at the foot of her bedholding up the cheek of dawn – directing lighton Mary’s heart She is tired Her bodya trunk heavy with theweight of being the changetoday there is much to doas there was yesterday asthere will be tomorrow Passion… Continue reading Poem 46 – Mary
Poem 45 – Dedication
dedication a name held in quotationsink-embraced – eternal love underlineda precipicea spine cupid’s arrow arrived nineteen years of yesterdaysmeet again today lovers on the pagefor us to emulate The funny thing is I can't remember if this book was gifted or if I purchased it myself? I suppose it doesn't matter. The gift is that… Continue reading Poem 45 – Dedication
VANESSA SHIELDS 