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22 April 2013 @ 11:34 pm
Yes.  
"For Desire"
Kim Addonizio

Give me the strongest cheese, the one that stinks best;
and I want the good wine, the swirl in crystal
surrendering the bruised scent of blackberries,
or cherries, the rich spurt in the back
of the throat, the holding it there before swallowing.
Give me the lover who yanks open the door
of his house and presses me to the wall
in the dim hallway, and keeps me there until I'm drenched
and shaking, whose kisses arrive by the boatload
and begin their delicious diaspora
through the cities and small towns of my body.
To hell with the saints, with martyrs
of my childhood meant to instruct me
in the power of endurance and faith,
to hell with the next world and its pallid angels
swooning and sighing like Victorian girls.
I want this world. I want to walk into
the ocean and feel it trying to drag me along
like I'm nothing but a broken bit of scratched glass,
and I want to resist it. I want to go
staggering and flailing my way
through the bars and back rooms,
through the gleaming hotels and weedy
lots of abandoned sunflowers and the parks
where dogs are let off their leashes
in spite of the signs, where they sniff each
other and roll together in the grass, I want to
lie down somewhere and suffer for love until
it nearly kills me, and then I want to get up again
and put on that little black dress and wait
for you, yes you, to come over here
and get down on your knees and tell me
just how fucking good I look.
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akitrom: Sazakitrom on April 23rd, 2013 04:56 am (UTC)
Well, you look great, of course. But that's only a bonus.

Magnificent imagery, great rhythm. Now, that's a poem!

Edited at 2013-04-23 04:57 am (UTC)
eithni: greeneithni on April 23rd, 2013 05:21 am (UTC)
Hee. Thanks.

I really love some of the quotation/poetry lists I am on, so I like to share when one hits me like a truck, but in a good (or at least useful) way.

Edited at 2013-04-23 05:27 am (UTC)
eithni: Yummy!eithni on April 23rd, 2013 05:22 am (UTC)
(And really, how can a poem lose when it starts out by referencing stinky cheese? ;P)
akitrom: Sazakitrom on April 23rd, 2013 11:29 am (UTC)
By getting lost in that subject and finding itself, somewhat embarrassingly, only speaking about stinky cheese.

Children's books by Garrison Keillor excepted.
eithni: Yummy!eithni on April 24th, 2013 02:26 am (UTC)
Well, I dunno... I REALLY like cheese. I can see a whole poem on cheese. :D
Albredaalbreda on April 23rd, 2013 11:52 am (UTC)
See, this is the kind of poem where, while it might warrant a cold shower, it would be a complete waste of a good rush to go take one. Woof.
eithni: darkladyeithni on April 25th, 2013 07:30 am (UTC)
Hee. Amen. Each time I re-read it, I look around for someone to pounce on. :p
world_rim_walkeworld_rim_walke on April 23rd, 2013 02:03 pm (UTC)
I like the poem. Thanks for sharing!
Aaron (Rusty) Lloydrustmon on April 23rd, 2013 03:01 pm (UTC)
:)
whymcwhymc on April 24th, 2013 05:55 am (UTC)
I kind of want to have sex with that poem.
eithni: darkladyeithni on April 25th, 2013 07:29 am (UTC)
I know! Poetry often moves me, but this one is so... *visceral*.

Rawr.