The woman in the ordinary pudgy downcast girl
is crouching with eyes and muscles clenched.
Round and pebble smooth she effaces herself
under ripples of conversation and debate.
The woman in the block of ivory soap
has massive thighs that neigh,
great breasts that blare and strong arms that trumpet.
The woman of the golden fleece
laughs uproariously from the belly
inside the girl who imitates
a Christmas card virgin with glued hands,
who fishes for herself in other’s eyes,
who stoops and creeps to make herself smaller.
In her bottled up is a woman peppery as curry,
a yam of a woman of butter and brass,
compounded of acid and sweet like a pineapple,
like a handgrenade set to explode,
like goldenrod ready to bloom.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Федор Сологуб – Под сению креста рыдающая мать
- Written Before Re-Reading King Lear poem – John Keats poems
- Владимир Гиляровский – Владимирка – большая дорога
- You by Vladimir Mayakovsky
- Sonnet Xiv
- Loneliness is a prison by Vladimir Marku
- Church Going by Philip Larkin
- Владимир Корнилов – Париж
- Новелла Матвеева – Пушкин
- Unloved, unmoved by Maria Jastine Golo
- Владимир Британишский – Пароход пришел
- Criss-Cross Acrostic*: Ai My Eye ! by T. Wignesan
- Interregnum by Weldon Kees
- What The Thrush Said. Lines From A Letter To John Hamilton Reynolds poem – John Keats poems
- Why I Do Not Miss You! by Praveen Parasar
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
