Last post of September
I started blogging (more or less) in May of this year, and moved to this site at the end of July. It has been two months over here at Wordpress and I have been fairly pleased, both with their service and at the communities I’ve started to become part of. Those of you who are frequent commenters (esp. Susan, Gautami, Paisley, Liz, and Deb, and everyone else) are the ones who make it worthwhile to continue. I wish I could give as much back to the community as you do, but I feel so guilty for stealing the little time I do for this endeavor. One day, perhaps. So, for anyone randomly finding my blog by some strange combination of search terms: if you have any interest in poetry, definitely check out their sites. Anyway, I leave September behind with this poem, written, appropriately enough, in bed (though alone :( ):
Intimate Kisses
after Wendy Maltz
I start on the back of your neck,
trace your spine with my breath:
a warm mist interrupted by
kisses almost immediately memory.
As I linger on the small of your back,
my left hand tracing your thigh,
my right hand the curve of your side,
You shiver.
The temperature falls on the
sun-lapsed landscape
and you grow ever more flush,
leaving your skin
as playground for mercury.
Soft kisses in the past,
our bodies burn each other
and we throw the duvet from our bed.
Sweat becomes steam rising from us
becomes teardrops as the windows
weep: joy for our joy.