Let us love the love that consumed its fruit and went
down, its image and its power, into the earth:
you and I are the light that endures,
its irrevocable delicate thorn.
- Pablo Neruda

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Poems in November ~ Poetry Readings


I'm sharing readings of several of my poems, written these last few months, with those who are visiting the Imaginary Garden's Tuesday Platform, hosted by Marian Kent.

Friday, November 20, 2015

Your Wildest Canvas ~ A Sonnet

Nu Couché ~ Amedeo Modigliani

I can’t remember yesterday. Today, a hot wind
has blown away my attempts to sleep through
the white of noon, eyes awake under scratchy lids,
a restlessness rolling around my back’s dull ache.

Oh, I long for the strokes of your painter’s brush
upon my skin, bright colour dripping to make
of me your wildest canvas, unframed,
product of the riotous swirl of your vision.

Or for the sound of your sonneteer’s tongue
in my ear, the traces of your ink-stained
thumb prints on my inner thigh,

the salt and tar of poetry, spoken softly
in a swelter of night vigils, words
tangled in the sweat of my hair.


Corey Rowley has prompted writers to consider The Heart's Desire for this week's challenge in The Imaginary Garden.

On November 9, 2015, Modigliani's Nu Couché sold for $170.4 million, the second highest price ever paid for a work of art at auction. Source