kora
1.
eurydice did nothing.
dark-eyed woman with her flesh glide,
eyes like dials beneath lengthy lashes:
form of girl, so possibly sweet and gentle.
everything
abstract: this neck of white,
this chin of snow,
these two lips like kissing cherries,
beautifulest and most lovely.
suffer, orpheus, and
suffer, lyre, twined about her memory.
make rocks and streams sough out tears;
tame lions in grief.
lock her perfections in her name:
the best embrace
you can create.
sing her name
melodiate.
2.
persephone
bit.
dream of winter,
come to me
hard:
a song,
its flow
a break,
a fuck
fluid.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
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