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Her Body

when your body flowered
I breathed to touch
a mist of blushes

skin was a tremulous chord
a sung membrane
a whispered contact

you embodied grace
I made you
from thoughts before words

at some earthly dawning
you bodied forth
to form conjecture

a shiver of moonlight
on white Parnassus
your hair was barley

your tidal arms
clasped like kelp
birthing waves

issued from time
I journeyed your limbs
gifted by shadows

take back your body
born of a woman
dust the moon with days
Norm milliken - on Jan. 4 2009

I used to tell my students that sometimes there is a single line in a poem that is worth the reading alone.  I like all your piece, but that last line took away my breath for a second.


Colleen Sperry - on Jan. 5 2009

first let me say, I really enjoyed this poem... I loved your word choices such as "I breathed to touch/a mist of blushes"  and "I made you/from thoughts before words"....  

its probably just me and my own ignorance but I wasn't clear about the meaning of "on white Parnassus"... I have this feeling that I'm missing something wonderful there! 


U668857 - on Jan. 5 2009

Many thanks, Norm and Colleen. I'm glad you've picked up on that reference to Parnassus. I incorporate it in common with the age-old usage to refer to the Muse or realm of the Muses, and in general to reinforce the mythology underlying the piece - think Robert Graves "The White Goddess" and you'll get my drift...BRgds.,Alan.


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