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radiantfracture) wrote2018-04-04 10:22 pm
radiantfracture) wrote2018-04-04 10:22 pm
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Poetry Month So Far (II)
(April 3-4)
Well, if not love, then
love -- a giant pacific octopus
twelve feet long
can slip through the ring
of your thumb and forefinger
like a skein of silk, shifting
even its shining mind
to siphon through. Heart,
be like that.
You and I will live
only by changing shape again
and again.
Take the form offered you
and escape.
Contract and expand.
Touch everything at once
in eight directions.
NOTES
1. I am probably exaggerating slightly about the octopus, unless you have pianists' hands.
Well, if not love, then
love -- a giant pacific octopus
twelve feet long
can slip through the ring
of your thumb and forefinger
like a skein of silk, shifting
even its shining mind
to siphon through. Heart,
be like that.
You and I will live
only by changing shape again
and again.
Take the form offered you
and escape.
Contract and expand.
Touch everything at once
in eight directions.
NOTES
1. I am probably exaggerating slightly about the octopus, unless you have pianists' hands.