Here are two poems I wrote in December. I made a poem document to write poems in right in the middle of the month, and then I wrote two poems in there. My twins. Give them a kiss.
the acrobats
in seven years he took two hearts
pulled them apart like strings of honey
and sewed them together again
half of one and half of the other
in doing so he stretched his arms
through windows and across skies
and above the heads of panting dogs
who see all horrors and say nothing
the hearts were placed in loving bodies
a woman with a fear of eggs
and a man who saw stars in every direction
they felt a call to each others’ bodies
pressed their sutures together
stayed away from birds
fell from the trapeze
in another world we are wet hot dishes in a dishwasher
there is a soothing, crashing ocean
and a thousand pearly bubbles
and the wobbling glass carafe
who threatens to upturn herself
and fall against the tines
there are clumped, rusting knives
foolish children, never sharp
and tumblers nestled together
nesting dolls for orange juice
yearning to be stacked
and then there’s us, ceramic, pretty plates
not for olives, not for chutney
reserved for all the proper meals
our wide, flat brims gently touch
our curved hollows glisten
these are so lovely 😭
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteIdk why but the fear of eggs struck me. Is it the egg in the shell? The version cooked for breakfast? Has this always been a part of her, or did she more recently experience an egg-centric trauma?
ReplyDeleteSo true there are many egg questions to ponder
DeleteWow I loved the poems! specially the second one it's very evocative
ReplyDeleteI love the imagery in your poems! The art is lovely, as always <3
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