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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EYE-SHAPED, MOUTH-SHAPED, by MARGARET AHO First Line: Slot / between the fifth and sixth | |||
slot between the fifth and sixth ribs, its scourged lids/lips probed by Caravaggio, up to the first knuckle, dis- believing . . . But say you plunge in two, three, wedge in four fingers, say its almond-shape admits your unopposable thumb, your avid wrist. Say your whole hand, having entered, grasps a complex clapping . . . As if a set of castanets were at the heart, here and improvising something hot and catchy, full of longing . . . Say your own heart catches on, catches fire, starts clapping back: a burning conversation heart to heart. Say this is death, this in your face flamen- co eye to eye, mouth to mouth. Clap clap . . . Your heels begin to stutter. Please no words. Put a rose between your teeth: this is life. Copyright © Margaret Aho. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I DREAM I'M LEAVING by MARGARET AHO WHEN HE EMERGED by MARGARET AHO THE SWORD AND THE SICKLE by WILLIAM BLAKE PASSION'S HOUNDS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 4. REVEILLE by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN CLEVER TOM CLINCH GOING TO BE HANGED by JONATHAN SWIFT AUGUST SUNSET OVER LAKE CHAMPLAIN by FRANK A. BALCH SONNETS OF MANHOOD: SONNET 24. BALCOMBE FOREST by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) ASOLANDO: THE CARDINAL AND THE DOG by ROBERT BROWNING THE PRAYER OF BRUTUS by MARCUS JUNIUS BRUTUS THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: THE NOVEL by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |
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