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Audre Lorde - Never To Dream Of Spiders

Time collapses between the lips of strangers
my days collapse into a hollow tube 
soon implodes against now
like an iron wall
my eyes are blocked with rubble 
a smear of perspectives
blurring each horizon 
in the breathless precision of silence
One word is made.

Once the renegade flesh was gone
fall air lay against my face 
sharp and blue as a needle
but the rain fell through October
and death lay a condemnation
within my blood.

The smell of your neck in August
a fine gold wire bejeweling war
all the rest lies
illusive as a farmhouse
on the other side of a valley
vanishing in the afternoon.

Day three day four day ten
the seventh step
a veiled door leading to my golden
anniversary
flameproofed free-paper shredded
in the teeth of a pillaging dog
never to dream of spiders
and when they turned the hoses upon me
a burst of light.

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Poet: Audre Lorde
Poem: Never To Dream Of Spiders
Poem of the Day: Apr 23 2011

Comment 1 of 1, added on January 9th, 2007 at 2:30 AM.

how private this poem seems, how closed;
yet how familiar it starts to become
after a few readings...
maybe i do understand this world,
these images,
maybe they are from my life too

mark from United States

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