The map of the body *
is breath
a song
she can bloom
jewel in a field
bending under
the lip of light
looking to forget
* Erasure of Sally Rosen Kindred’s poem “Self Portrait at Eighteen as Weather Receding.”
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This is wonderful, Karen. I like how you can read it different ways – with or without enjambment.
Thank you, Nancy. I had fun playing around with that.
Karen – You have such a talent for this! Love the phrase “lip of light.”
Thank you, Sylvia.
the lip of light
looking to forget
That last line makes this poem a story.
Very nice, Karen.
Thank you, Melva.
Love how condensed but so lush this poem is!
Thanks!
I love this. It’s a great example of erasure. Love “a song/she can bloom”
Thank you, Shaun.
Profound & lovely.
Thanks, T.M.