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Good for the UK. The PL for the USA hardly gets this kind of attention.

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One of her more well known poems:

 

 

Warming Her Pearls

for Judith Radstone

 

Next to my own skin, her pearls. My mistress

bids me wear them, warm then, until evening

when I'll brush her hair. At six, I place them

round her cool, white throat. All day I think of her,

 

resting in the Yellow Room, contemplating silk

or taffeta, which gown tonight? She fans herself

whilst I work willingly, my slow heat entering

each pearl. Slack on my neck, her rope.

 

She's beautiful. I dream about her

in my attic bed; picture her dancing

with tall men, puzzled by my faint, persistent scent

beneath her French perfume, her milky stones.

 

I dust her shoulders with a rabbit's foot,

watch the soft blush seep through her skin

like an indolent sigh. In her looking-glass

my red lips part as though I want to speak.

 

Full moon. Her carriage brings her home. I see

her every movement in my head...Undressing,

taking off her jewels, her slim hand reaching

for the case, slipping naked into bed, the way

 

she always does...And I lie here awake,

knowing the pearls are cooling even now

in the room where my mistress sleeps. All night

I feel their absence and I burn.

Larsen M. Callirhoe
Posted

loved the poem, badger.

 

larsen aka victor

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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