Tuesday 9 April 2019


Poem after e.e. cummings

by Lori Desrosiers


I will wade out
                        into the water that burned our thighs
I will take your memory in my mouth
                        leap to the time when
                        Alive again
                        you ran into the ocean, singing
a dash ahead of death
                        the curves of your young body
diving in, lithe, strong and sure
showing off for the beach girls
                        will I figure out the mystery
of losing you
will we rise

in a thousand years or
drink the dirt
                        lend the shine of our teeth
to the old, wavering moon


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"Poem after e.e. cummings" is part of a chapbook collection coming out from Glass Lyre Press later in 2019.


1 comment:

  1. "...lend the shine of our teeth to the old, wavering moon" wow

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