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The Ache of a Small Boned Woman

M. E. Csamer
From:   Light is what we live in. Artful Codger Press, 2005.


The ache of a small boned woman
is that she has carried too much,
has too much to carry,
the distance of a long life, she cannot
fly though bones grow hollow.

The ache of a small boned woman
lives in the curve of spine, how the babies
pulled her out and down towards the earth,
towards this cracked drying. The generations
march out of her bones, knocking for luck.

The ache of a small boned woman
is that she is enormous and it can't be seen,
a universe, compact as a black hole,
a story in every twist of sinew, every
fissure, marrow dissolving to make room.

The ache of a small boned woman
throbs in the garden where she stands
growing forgetful, worrying the knot of sciatica,
the garden taking her in: bone meal mulch
sift of bone dust, fine human sand.



M.E. Csamer's works copyright © to the author.


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