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Exchanges

Hold the fire in your open arms
suck in the ash dust
crying for Porcia, Porcia
immerse yourself in the hot destruction
breathing, willfully breathing
the smoke to choke
to weep for Porcia, Porcia

Hold this fire in your open arms
what tang of soot and art
are you willing to swallow
to reanimate Porcia, Porcia

Harvest thou a bowl full of cherries
red —
eat, letting the juices run
freely down thy breast
singing Porcia, Porcia
all the while singing
Porcia

April 2019 / Day One / Prompt: Ezra Pound, Canto XXXIX “A girl’s arms have nested the fire…”

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6 thoughts on “Exchanges

  1. the poem made me wonder and read several times Jilly – I like the voice crying out and the contrast of juice and dust, all the reds too against the ash and these very inventive lines:
    “what tang of soot and art
    are you willing to swallow”

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