Imprinted

Imprinted The tight curls on her lover’s neck? Lord studied them. Made litanies to survive. Whitman, of course, sang of electric bodies and armies he loved, of girth. Chen Chen focused on ice cream Connoisseurs, jigglypuffys and wigglytuffs. Donika Kelly spoke of small animals Knowing thresholds of each other, meeting. Meeting at those thresholds Litanies of survival Bodies electric and connoisseurs. And me? I stare at a blank page and have no language; I stare at a blank life and wonder. We are still “imprinted with fear,” Aren’t we? Refugees of our own selves, Starving for bronze plaques and sonnets With those measured line and expected beats Telling us it is safe: it is safe, come in.

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The music you hear is made available through the creative commons and it’s a bit of a shortened track from the fantastic Eric Van der Westen and the track is called "A Feather" and off the album The Crown Lobster Trilogy.

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https://freemusicarchive.org/music/eric-van-der-westen/the-crown-lobster-trilogy-selection