Three Poems by Juliana Leslie |
Everything inside of everything else fox and sparrow crocus and plumage you make hibiscus who is also rose of Sharon though you are nothing compared to chrysanthemum who travels 5,000 miles and then some “For you” “I have never felt so alive” Tell me more about crayons, contingency and winter fruit polyamorous structural locations we know aren’t always the best for human hands anyway Tell me she is all worn out from work and thinking the ghostly opposite or optimistic messenger a perpetual shoe shine or softer more brilliant orange I embrace wherein love lies like a human anatomy lesson More palpable and more more Tell me we need more rigor more strings, more disclosure, more collapsed lungs, crooked teeth, broken capillaries, tell me we need more of what happens to bodies when bodies decide to say what they want more of More love in the vernacular for example More words like longing, appetite, hunger more bodies to willfully embrace in summer kitchens Tell me you want more sublimation of history by palpable whim and fancy More French in brunette more four inside five more singular features to render clean of muscle, more muscle More of that feeling that accompanies an unsettled state of being More of the condition of being naturally disposed to several different feelings and tell me more about these words turbulent, euphoria, indiscreet If such a thought were in me to provide movement at the level of writing I would ride this train all over California I would and I would hum I would sleep in both CONJUNCTIONS:48, Spring 2007 http://www.conjunctions.com/preview.htm |
Sunday, March 9, 2014
Juliana Leslie / Three Poems
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