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THE POEMS You fell asleep on the tiles, a translucent peacock loomed, your sex opened and let out a very blue, very high flame. You wore a split veil, that morning. Silent, nailed to her chair, the seated woman writes. She cracks. The poems fidget, slip their fingers: they seek to enter. Perched on her shoulder, the poems whisper in her ear. She captures their messages: I love the sacred contortions you offer me. The poems protest: You're squeezing us too hard: careful, pet. More than descriptors, the words behave as commands or moves in a gameand the voice of the seated woman rises to play.
- Format: Pocket/Paperback
- ISBN: 9781487013295
- Språk: Engelska
- Antal sidor: 72
- Utgivningsdatum: 2025-05-08
- Översättare: E S Taillon
- Förlag: House of Anansi Press Ltd ,Canada