Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, NUDITIES, by ANDRE SPIRE


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NUDITIES, by                    
First Line: You said: / I wish to be your comrade
Last Line: Tear out your voice!
Subject(s): Nudity; Women; Nakedness


The hair is a nudity ... Talmud

You said:
I wish to be your comrade.
I wish to come into your room and you be undisturbed;
We shall talk through long evenings,
We shall join in thought of our brethren, the down-trodden;
Through the world we shall seek a land where they may rest.
But let me not see your eyes glisten,
Nor the fiery veins of your brow distend,
For I am your equal, I am not your prey.
Look, my garments are modest, they are almost plain;
You cannot see the widening of my neck.

And I answered:
Woman, you are nude.
The hair of your neck is cool as a spring-filled cup;
Where it droops behind, it rises and falls like a breast;
Your frontlets are wanton as a mountain herd:
Cut off your hair!

Woman, you are nude.
On our open book there rest your naked hands;
Your hands, the artful ends of your body,
Your unjeweled hands, that soon will reach for mine:
Strike of your hands!

Woman, you are nude.
Your lilting voice rises from your bosom;
Your voice, your breath, the very warmth of your flesh,
That spreads upon me, seeps into my flesh:
Tear out your voice!





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