Poem: In Another(‘s ) Night

white sheets creased sharp
between their twisted bodies,
muscles straining joints to touch
skin      cotton refuses to let
feel       let you feel
         scars from where the sheets broke glass
                        last time she loved              she won't
look in the mirror anymore —you'd kiss her shoulder if she c(oul)d see
instead she moulds white paint like shaving cream
on canvas           letting your beard grow
is useless to her grief
a face   she doesn't know

written in response to Mag 37

Magpie Tales Stamp

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7 comments for “Poem: In Another(‘s ) Night

  1. October 22, 2010 at 12:46 am

    wow…love this, the immaculate pain and the straining in between the sheets.

    well done

  2. October 22, 2010 at 5:07 am

    Love the crisp whiteness of this piece – through to the ending. Nice.

  3. October 23, 2010 at 12:52 am

    as always i enjoy how you play with the structure and what it adds to the overall message of your poems…’where the sheets broke glass the last time she loved…nice magpie!

  4. October 23, 2010 at 6:08 am

    love the form and jilted flow of this. Beautiful images as well. like your style.

  5. October 23, 2010 at 2:36 pm

    a reflection of fear and more,
    a cute tale everyone would adore..

    beautiful job.
    xx

  6. October 24, 2010 at 5:20 pm

    wow- such power in your writing

  7. October 26, 2010 at 12:52 pm

    Beautiful layers and textures.

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