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She Sees A Pelvis In the Moon by Lynne Thompson


channeling Georgia O’Keefe

and it looks like a dancer on the loose,
like someone set free of her blues (or

maybe it’s just her imagination—
a goulash of yellow and purple?)

Moon looks like a mushroom’s memory
or, considered another way,

like an index of illusions—
such sweet inebriation!—performing:

water-falling—
curiosity—

bones across the Bonneville Salt Flats,
northwest Utah—a contented lover
when he contrives to be absent.

Because nothing is less real
than realism the artist said;

because nothing raptures woman
like ever-azure, far-reaching skies.

 

 


Lynne Thompson’s manuscript, Fretwork, was selected by Jane Hirshfield for the 2018 Marsh
Hawk Press Poetry Prize. She’s also the author of Start With a Small Guitar and Beg No Pardon.
Her recent work appears or is forthcoming in the journals Pleiades, Nelle, and Poetry, among
others.



3 responses to “She Sees A Pelvis In the Moon by Lynne Thompson”

  1. Lazet Smith-Holden says:
    January 20, 2020 at 8:28 pm

    I’ve admired this awesome poet for years. Shes shared some of her stories that have warmed my soul, tickled my fancy and others that have left me wondering. “She sees a pelvis in the moon” is mysteriously lovely!

    Reply
  2. Susan Kay Anderson says:
    January 24, 2020 at 2:56 pm

    I like how this lands in a place only to leave again so we feel the leaving.

    Reply
  3. Randy Ball says:
    March 3, 2020 at 11:17 pm

    Yes, I like that feeling of reaching for what can’t be touched, yearning to hold something that essentially cannot be held.

    Reply

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