“The female genital, like the blank page anticipating the
poem,
is an absence, a not me, which I occupy.
By occupying absence, I experience myself becoming
more
than what I was. The blank page and this genital
are an appeal to being. By being where I was not,
I am no longer self-contained: I experience myself
in the dimensions, contours, textures of my mate.
When she is naked like lava undressed of pine
I not only feel her but see her. She is wrinkled.
Iam poor; I will take even the wrinkled.
High country, faceless, rough on the feet, swindling the
lungs.
I am poor but igneous landscape asks nothing of me
nor gives me anything I want but myself.”
Sentience
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