The Applicant
First, are you our sort of a person?
Do you wear
A glass eye, false teeth or a crutch,
A brace or a hook,
Rubber breasts or a rubber crotch,
Stitches to show something’s missing? No, no? Then
How can we give you a thing?
Stop crying.
Open your hand.
Empty? Empty. Here is a hand
To fill it and willing
To bring teacups and [...]
Posts Tagged ‘love’
Would you like to be my husband?
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged doll, femi, housewife, love, marriage, marry, match.com, online dating, poetry, Sylvia Plath, the applicant on February 3, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Marianne Moore- The Grave
Posted in Marianne Moore, poetry, tagged coast guard, death, life, love, Marianne Moore, ocean, poetry, prose, sea on January 5, 2008 | 2 Comments »
The Grave
Man looking into the sea,
taking the view from those who have as much right to it as you have to it yourself, it is human nature to stand in the middle of a thing,
but you cannot stand in the middle of this;
the sea has nothing to give but a well excavated grave.
The [...]