You As White Wall
by Rose Hunter
(when I try to understand what
I’m tracking my hands along
no entry or exit to the stucco
& although the this-then-that
is semipermeable)
(& there is paint roller in that, like
the one dropped from your roof, or
how before you are all mouth
and spirit bear roar)
the rest is render what to think
of you what to make of you
(no go white wall go
stay white wall, come)
Rose Hunter (website) has been published in such places as PANK, >kill author, The Nervous Breakdown, anderbo, Juked, and previously in qarrtsiluni. Her book of poetry, to the river, was published in 2010 by Artistically Declined Press. She lives in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico.
She recently came to the end of her obsessive-compulsive attempt to write one hundred “You As” poems. There are about sixty.
My gosh you have a way with words–the way you write and speak them. I enjoy your work very much ~