I had a hard time with the line inspiration for this week’s work, so I opted out and went with a poem I’ve been working on this week. We were told to write a 2 tercet poem entitled, The Fox, for class and this is what I came up with.
Happy Poetry Thursday.
**Update (1/23/07) – With the help of a genius, I decided to change the title from The Fox – a title given to us – to foXY. What do you think?
foXY
She draped the stoop like
chilled wax. They laugh for
her, busted lip framed
by red gloss, ripe fruit
now exposed, rotting
between lust and legs.
7 Comments
January 18, 2007 at 12:36 pm
Have been reading through your work. Know I’m going to love the book! Thanks for your comment on my site – your line was wonderful!
January 18, 2007 at 1:00 pm
Wow. Each word is very powerful – a vivid and interesting poem.
January 18, 2007 at 1:16 pm
This is a very intense poem, very well done. Thank you for sharing it!
January 18, 2007 at 3:20 pm
And all I want to know now is, how did she get there and who is she? Fantastic imagery. I love the image of her melting down the steps like chilled wax. Legs akimbo? This is just great. You say so much with so few words. Like your pen is filled with extract of ________ instead of ink.
January 18, 2007 at 4:23 pm
I don’t even know how to say how this poem makes me feel. It pulls somewhere a bit, somewhere inside. It captivates me.
January 18, 2007 at 11:01 pm
Pauline~ I do hope you enjoy the book! Please let me know.
Geegee and fondakowski~ Thank you.
Dennis~ you are the perfect ending word. Thank you. And I could go off on a tangent about all the things I could put in that blank of yours.
Twilight~ I like to pull. Some would say a little too much. But thank you for enduring. And for reading.
February 2, 2007 at 6:10 am
*wink*