ELIZABETH KERLIKOWSKE : Women at 60
ABIGAIL B. CALKIN : Response
THERESA HAMMETT STEINLAGE : Response
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ELIZABETH KERLIKOWSKE
Women at 60
We prefer bird song to our husbands' voices and love outdoors from behind windows. We are encyclopedias of plant names and history texts and pharmacopeias . Just ask! Once we ran barefoot through city parks and made love with anyone for the thrill of skins. That was noon. This is after dinner. We made it, we ate it, and now we have to clean it up.
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As the sun shimmers Waves wash the brine from our soul Clouds wrap around us Fold over purple mountains, hide the sky from us: An easterly blows. Our soul turned inside out Rinsed in salt We hold out hands to friends Invisible before this day. We stand at Union Square Chinatown, City Hall Fly over to land at JFK, LaGuardia, Smell the stone dust bone Asphalt wire rebar That dirt metal and death odor Seeps into our nostrils, Tongue, teeth, skin. As the sun shimmers Waves wash the brine from our soul Clouds wrap around us Fold over purple mountains, hide the sky from us: An easterly blows.
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Poetry endangers the established order  of the soul - Plato

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Ishmael! Mt. Sinai is constant. Christ knew. After him Mohamed, the Ishmaelite knew. Thou shalt not kill! You came before. Your mother Hagar the Egyptian was scorned. Bore you for Abram - Her reward the desert's dust - Abandoned son You screamed your infant's rage until Angels wept. Ishmael! Where is an angel? We are no sons of Hagar. Nor daughters - cloistered - disguised - despised. Penance paid? Redemption gained? Ishmael! You are the child of Abram too. Hagar's milk is bitter. Sands sting Traveling on a western wind We all burn. Your children too. Ishmael, there is no desert. It is an ocean filled with the bitter milk of Tears.
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ELIZABETH KERLIKOWSKE : Women at 60
ABIGAIL B. CALKIN : Response
THERESA HAMMETT STEINLAGE : Response


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