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