Nexus IX and Nexus X, by Marja-Leena Rathje
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mark
flesh to fossil
what we were
bone to stone
fell away
dark chest open
what remained
fishbone spine
etched on rock
pale rib-basket
our body-print
empty now
last tattoo
our mark
by Tall Girl
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A very interesting site. Now, where did that title come from? I guess, Nor Hall, The Moon and the Virgin.
Bravo!
Very nice. I like how the poem is as stripped down and skeletal as the subject, and equally resonant.
strong, an imprint burning humanity.
The Best Poem I have read all week!
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