Lenka Nemec:
a hood of dark hair
brows two black points
hands two white cups
ears two coiled cakes
two lips to scoop grapes
into
two by two:
at twenty Lenka already wept
and lay still among the reeds
for the emptying of her teeming breast
and draped herself in black beads
Lenka at thirty
arrayed in light
shivers between the pews
and out to the east mt wielka
dulls like a shutting book
Thursday, April 29, 2010
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