silver hairs unfurl
crinkle in the galaxy
wrought revelations
God whispers Her Mysteries
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Jeanne
Jeanne Poland's Poetry Blog
31 Jan 2021 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: 1-31-21, all rights, chat, crinkle in the galaxy, God whispers Her Mysteries, Jeanne, silver hairs unfurl, wrought revelations
God whispers Her Mysteries
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Jeanne
29 Jan 2021 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: 2021, all rights, Anika, Emily, grass, gtit biting eyes and lips, Oliver, Owen, rocks, shreddin, shreddin', spokesspinning dust and air, wood
shreddin’ grass, wood, rocks
spokes spinning dust and air- grit
biting eyes and lips!
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28 Jan 2021 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: 2021, all rights, breath, burst on skin, conflagrate our fire, crawl round my spine, goose bumps, intimate, painting by Botero, Rodin, subatantial, touching the galaxies
painting by Botero
your breath makes goose bumps
burst on skin – crawl round my spine
conflagrate our fire
All rights 2021
11 Jan 2021 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: all rights, Alone in the Logan, in the fog, Jeanne/2001, silhouette alone, stands magestic, the empty hollow
the empty hollow
stands majestic in the fog
silhouette alone
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Jeanne/2001
14 Jul 2020 Leave a comment
in footprints on my chest, Poetry Tags: 2012, all rights, bus stations, by Marge Piercy, clean and new, come down hard, Delicate, fall warblers, footprints on my chest, heavy, Jeanne Poland, Leave Dance Prints, lingering, made by hand, moving men who break dishes, others just move in, Others leave you flat with footprints on your chest, perfume of peonies, poem, scars remaining, sensual, striking falcon, sweet mussy scent of cosmosso, The visible and the invisable, touch you so likely
The visible and the in-
by Marge Piercy
Some people move through your life
like the perfume of peonies, heavy
and sensual and lingering.
Some people move through your life
like the sweet musky scent of cosmos so
delicate if you sniff twice, it’s gone.
Some people occupy your life
like moving men who cart off
couches, pianos and break dishes.
Some people touch you so lightly you
are not sure it happened. Others leave
you flat with footprints on your chest.
Some are like those fall warblers
you can’t tell from each other even
though you search Petersen’s.Some come down hard on you like
a striking falcon and the scars remain
and you are forever wary of the sky.We all are waiting rooms at bus
stations where hundreds have passed
through unnoticed and others
have almost burned us down
and others have left us clean and new
and others have just moved in.
“The visible and the in-” from MADE IN DETROIT by Marge Piercy. Published by Alfred A. Knopf. Copyright © 2015 by Marge Piercy. Used by permission of The Wallace Literary Agency, a division of Robin Straus Agency, Inc.