My husband's poetry

Category: ekphrasis

  • Oscar Wilde Ekphrasis

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    “The Universe said, ‘Let me show your soul something beautiful.” (Aberjhani) each with a biscuit we sat for coffee hers was warmed mine was not _____ we discussed a collaboration for an exhibit in July each was excited for different reasons _____ the easy part is over now for the work hers to paint mine…

  • poem for two dancers

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    In the space between the touch and spin the toe to ground the leap and dip the joy of dance How did you meet… online…through a friend… at church…the grocery… or a night on the town? In the joy of dance the leap and dip the toe to ground the touch and spin the space…

  • flee

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    I flee sharp teeth guard my back one leg anchored to a plow the other ready to run I’m a refugee fleeing oblivion the salvage yard, the fiery caldron the melting down, the disappearing once I had purpose now I’m only in the way taking up space in a shed developers will raze and haul…

  • praying to patriarchs

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    thread bare dress sinew and bone calloused feet on ground hands in air I have four kids, don’t call me lazy, I work three jobs, none pay a living wage I’m not your incubator to impregnate and leave I make ends that have no end – meet pay me a living wage and give me…

  • Dream #29

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    I dreamed I was a gnat in a concupiscent cloud around a posing Mona Lisa’s head. Leonardo wouldn’t allow us to photo bomb his art; Mona’s weird smile forever misunderstood 3-29-21

  • Sitting with M.C.

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    “…..let us then try to climb the mountain, not by stepping on what is below us, but to pull us up by what is above us…..” M.C. Escher M.C. and I sit between hemispheres, Discuss whether we are descending or ascending. Is the floor a ceiling or just a floor? Hands reach out from chests…