A heap of wheat, says the Song of Songs
but I’ve never seen wheat in a pile.
Apples, potatoes, cabbages, carrots
make lumpy stacks, but you are sleek
as a seal hauled out in the winter sun.
I can see you as a great goose egg
or a single juicy and fully ripe peach.
You swell like a natural grassy hill.
You are symmetrical as a Hopewell mound,
with the eye of the navel wide open,
the eye of my apple, the pear’s port
window. You’re not supposed to exist
at all this decade. You’re to be flat
as a kitchen table, so children with
roller skates can speed over you
like those sidewalks of my childhood
that each gave a different roar under
my wheels. You’re required to show
muscle striations like the ocean
sand at ebb tide, but brick hard.
Clothing is not designed for women
of whose warm and flagrant bodies
you are a swelling part. Yet I confess
I meditate with my hands folded on you,
a maternal cushion radiating comfort.
Even when I have been at my thinnest,
you have never abandoned me but curled
round as a sleeping cat under my skirt.
When I spread out, so do you. You like
to eat, drink and bang on another belly.
In anxiety I clutch you with nervous fingers
as if you were a purse full of calm.
In my grandmother standing in the fierce sun
I see your cauldron that held eleven children
shaped under the tent of her summer dress.
I see you in my mother at thirty
in her flapper gear, skinny legs
and then you knocking on the tight dress.
We hand you down like a prize feather quilt.
You are our female shame and sunburst strength.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sonnet On The Death Of Mr Richard West by Thomas Gray
- A Valentine’s Song by Robert Louis Stevenson
- Oh Mother poem – Amy Haritha Suseel poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Shadowy Waters: The Harp of Aengus by William Butler Yeats
- On A Bath, By Plato by William Cowper
- In Imitation of E. of Rochester : On Silence poem – Alexander Pope
- Missile – A Tanka Poem
- Олег Григорьев – Однажды Сережа и Оля
- Adam by Rainer Maria Rilke
- The Hemp by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Choriambics — II by Rupert Brooke
- Ballade Of A Toyokuni Colour-Print by William Ernest Henley
- Melmillo by Walter de la Mare
- Иннокентий Анненский – Леконт де Лиль. Над синим мраком ночи длинной
- I Sing the Body Electric. by Walt Whitman
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
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