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Beauty<\/em> ignores dust, plus everything bare I favour our jolly rooting\u2014rutting, This sonnet must protest Mortality<\/em>: <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Galloping in the sheets, you rode me well. If I am steel, you are sinuous\u2014silk, Our bodies pace\u2014iambic, trochaic, <\/p>\n All-conquering, August sun batters down <\/p>\n <\/p>\n You drilled into rock\u2014 \u2014Sonia<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n I really don\u2019t know how to seduce a man. \u2014Sonia<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Like exiles\u2014fugitives, we go from sunned <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Let us go, with gusto, to Gibraltar\u2014 Sermonic Beauty ignores dust, plus everything bare Or bitter. What is dressed in dust is dead\u2014 As is flesh that’s pithiatic. Beauty Favours succulence, not desert, not ice. (Hell is coffins\u2014beings gone to scraps, scrapings Of dirt. The dead are glorified Decay.) I favour our jolly rooting\u2014rutting, Truculent, that […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":1067,"parent":229,"menu_order":1,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-667","page","type-page","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue14\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/667","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue14\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue14\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue14\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue14\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=667"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue14\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/667\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1028,"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue14\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/667\/revisions\/1028"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue14\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/229"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue14\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1067"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue14\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=667"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nOr bitter. What is dressed in dust is dead\u2014
\nAs is flesh that’s pithiatic. Beauty<\/em>
\nFavours succulence, not desert, not ice.
\n(Hell is coffins\u2014beings gone to scraps, scrapings
\nOf dirt. The dead are glorified Decay<\/em>.)<\/p>\n
\nTruculent, that unbuckles Luculenc<\/em>e.
\nWe cavort in sunlight and sport in shade.
\nOur conjoint flesh\u2014disjoint in counterpoint,
\nIs appropriately tidal, fluxing,
\nFor Sympathy<\/em> begins in Rivalr<\/em>y.<\/p>\n
\nLove<\/em> is Beauty<\/em>\u2019s Immortality<\/em>.<\/p>\nHorseplay<\/h2>\n
\nYour haunches’ ornament, I was well worn\u2014
\nLike a saddle, then worn out: a studhorse.
\nAs stable\u2014or as unstable\u2014as sand,
\nThat’s us, as you buck or I stamp, or snort,
\nMy nostrils flared. I’m crucified in sweat
\nOnce we subside, til I’m stabled again.<\/p>\n
\nAs strong as steel; your reins are demanding;
\nOur two forms surge, rococo and raucous.<\/p>\n
\nAnapestic, dactylic, spondaic,
\nBut never pyrrhic, no, not until death.<\/p>\nIn Malta<\/h2>\n
\nAs hot as a sauna. Malta blazes
\nLike molten stone; is dull like stone. We meet
\nA daily summer, all torrid amber.
\nSad winds, panting, make no difference\u2014or shade.
\nThe fiery sky suits each heart that\u2019s dry stone.
\nThe heavens\u2014molten gold\u2014saunter and burn.
\nOur somber thirst coughs up a desert sea.
\nDrinking breezily, we down pounds of wine
\nTo pacify this thirty-degree heat,
\nWhere dust is\u2014no miracle\u2014instant fire.
\nIn our cool sheets, we cry out as if scorched,
\nOnly then have we blissful shivering,
\nAnd gasping atonement, and sweat that\u2019s rain.<\/p>\nTo Luca<\/h2>\n
\nand broke through;
\nsank a shaft\u2014
\nsteaming, seamy,
\nto my core\u2014
\nmother lode,
\npure pitch of riches
\nonly you can mine
\nor stake or pilfer\u2014
\nfinding yourself ever
\nvoluptuously repaid\u2014
\nthe deeper and dirtier you get\u2014
\nin the blessed going in
\nand coming forth.<\/p>\nTo Luca (II)<\/h2>\n
\nI wonder how other women do it?
\n(Is it really just a matter of hiding one thing
\nand showing a bit of another?)
\nI\u2019m guileless in my styles.
\nI don\u2019t dress to entice;
\nyet, everyone\u2019s surprised when I state my age.
\nIs my talk sexy enough, smooth enough?
\nIs it ale that seduces a man,
\nthat gives him \u201cbeer goggles\u201d
\nso that he\u2019ll screw any hole?
\nIs it perfume that tempts?
\nA jasmine poetic?
\nAll of the above?
\nDepending?<\/p>\nClimate<\/h2>\n
\nCopenhagen to drizzly Istanbul,
\nWith our pitiless hunger for Beauty<\/em>.
\nDriven by Desire<\/em>, look how we zigzag!
\nThe sun\u2019s light massages darkness,
\nShadows: A satisfactory inferno!
\nThe new tempest is us: Sweet, little bitch
\nWho loves a buttery, battering ram!
\nHow else to establish our copper
\nAnd ivory equilibrium, measure\u2014
\nScintilla\u2014of kisses? You bring fresh heat,
\nFresh, girlish trembling, and fresh, wet kisses,
\nThat refresh all: Your weather\u2019s our climate.
\nClimactic\u2026.<\/p>\nTo Gibraltar<\/h2>\n
\nThat sea-indented solid (its waves
\nLively and cold, those ivory-tipped, turquoise-
\nTint tides), and take wine in bottomless gulps.
\nYou\u2019ll curl up there\u2014a cat-like curlicue\u2014
\nAnd I\u2019ll mix Champagne with sparkling water,
\nClaiming a Mediterranean grace.
\n(My great coat can double as our mattress.)
\nGibraltar will be plush winds and rustic.
\nThe sea\u2019s vigorous glitter will dazzle,
\nBut not warm. We\u2019ll have each other for that\u2014
\nPlus the sirocco pushing to Venice
\nEx Morocco: It must pass through our bed,
\nCareen through jungle, pick up our horse smell.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"