Poetry Corner
plaint.The lines of her face
The curve of her legs
The feel of her
waist in your hands...
The sound of her breathing
The touch of her
curling up beside you
laying her head on your chest...
The look in her eyes
The stories she tells you
The things that she says
upending your plot...
The joy you are filled with,
The ache of her absence;
Refound, four hands
close-held in reunion...
The radiant, luminous,
whirring and humming
essence-of-her
so close, overlapping:
Standing beside you,
sitting against you,
lying, sleeping,
awake in the morning...
She complains about words
never quite filling
the space of the thing
they describe;
In this vain trying
even her saying
seems to this writer too pale.
-- C. Scott Ananian, 13-Apr-2000. 10 a.m.
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