“Poetess” by Heather Haley April 9, 2008
Posted by Rodger Jacobs in On Literature.Tags: poetry, writers, writing, poets, Heather Haley, Canadian poets
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Gin limber, she lies on her tummy
contorting sentences under the lava
lamp. No room in the final note
for a litany. No space
for a nervous breakdown.
Corner-painted. Mother bashed.
Apron-strung. Quirks cosseted,
she conspires like a murderess
to pull a Plath, to stick her head
into the oven, not another bun.
Not another word. Let the loud
print dress do all the talking.
(Heather is a Canadian poetess, writer, and performance artist. Previously at Hemingway’s Shotgun, Heather has contributed Three Blocks West of Wonderland.)
strong images
love the loud print dress.
Very strong images indeed, Scot.