A poem is my woman

A poem is my woman

      and when I enter her

I doff my chains, free

to count the links

each man and woman

woman and man

ever before and to come.

 

I am free, aswim in truth

the primal ooze

cursing through us all.

Liberated, I come and go

finding that:

      words are flesh

      flesh are words.

 

A poem is my woman

          and when I enter her

in union we bend

the bars of our cells.

Then, free as a window

we can jump down,

down into the green fields

and know our god

                             that woman

                                       the poem

     within us all.

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One Response to “A poem is my woman”

  1. ellen

    Who wouldn’t like this poem? : )

    Now we need some woman authors to go with it… I’m working on it; it will take me awhile (library card!)

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