Sunday, July 13, 2008

Day 23: Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit

summer fruit array

Celebrating the fruits of summer.

Fig 8

Fig 8 is a pattern.
Loud and brash.
Uneven and exacting.
Carries colour from colour
into the open skull
shifts bones about, illuminates the heart.
She settles in as she starts to speak.
Courage moves red into blue.
The call is patient
having sat long enough to stand by it.
Acts of poetry
as offshoots of writing.
Engaged when calm
engaged when in-shape.
What is being proposed.
Any count exceeds its own measure.
Cleaning up my
Act so that today matters for love.
Declaring conviction beyond the first count
of the first brazen song
queries the demarcations
of intimacy.
Any trace of certainty
conceals a panoply of methods.
The conditions of love that condition poetry.
What is inherited
of what is found
needs testament, not archaeology.
Here in the sense of being.
To have my fig
be a fig in this world
and all that moves accordingly

-Caroline Bergvall

Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit, Jeanette Winterson

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