Monday, August 31, 2015

Kelley White- Three Poems


Radical
 
would be to truly stop thinking
I need a man around
to be whole
 
 
 
Resolved
 
When I am one hundred
I intend
to paint myself blue
and run out naked
into battle
 
Ai e Ai e Ai Ai Ai E EE
 
 
 
Saturn
 
must have beings
that make music with
her rings
multi-armed Bodhisattvas
with five thousand mobile fingers
to make colors sing chords
and a thousand eyes that weep
for us who see and think
only ice

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