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:::::::::::poem by rita dove::::::::::

(2006-05-15 22:03:56) 下一个

AFTER READING MICKEY IN THE NIGHT

KITCHEN FOR THE THIRD TIME BEFORE BED

I'm in the milk and the milk's in me ... I'm Mickey!

My daughter spreads her legs

to find her vagina:

hairless, this mistaken

bit of nomenclature

is what a stranger cannot touch

without her yelling. She demands

to see mine and momentarily

we're a lopsided star

among the spilled toys,

my prodigious scallops

exposed to her neat cameo.

And yet the same glazed

tunnel, layered sequences.

She is three: that makes this

innocent. We're pink!

she shrieks, and bounds off.

Every month she wants

to know where it hurts

and what the wrinked string means

between my legs. This is good blood 

I say, but that's wrong, too.

How to tell her that it's what makes us---

black mother, cream child.

That we're in the pink

and the pink's in us.

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地中海人鱼 回复 悄悄话 interesting and vivid! jazz in words...

say hello to everyone--))!!

I do visit your guys' blogs, but my head is totally empty! ( too occupied by other things...) To amuse you guys, i post my photos which is gonna stay there in a couple of days, have fun!
作舟诗集 回复 悄悄话 yeah, she's a wonderful poet!!!
z.f. 回复 悄悄话 非常好的一首诗,读来很多的美感。。。

This is good blood

I say, but that's wrong, too.

How to tell her that it's what makes us---

(即使不论肤色,这几句都尤为动人。。。)

black mother, cream child.

That we're in the pink

and the pink's in us.
y.y. 回复 悄悄话 reminding me of the Color Purple...
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