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Friday, July 08, 2011

This Love (poem by Dorothy) 


This Love

can consume you,
devour you,
drag you to the depths
where pearls float in the eyes
of the lost fishers,
blast you into
the outer regions
where there is no sound
but the frantic beating
of your own heart,
break you like brittle clay,
bend you like
molten iron,
wrap you around
your own belly,
turn your face
toward what
is ever shining,
waiting
for you to see.

Dorothy Walters
July 7, 2011

(The fourth line echoes the famous image of Eliot’s Wasteland: “Those are pearls/that were his eyes.)


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