11.26.2014

Fellowship (To Scale)

Turns out shadows
can’t be wiped off, dirt
resists extraction
even with sharp objects.
Just digs in deeper.
There is no relief
here; race defines you--
strangers, sisters
irrespective. Shit’s deep
and love is skewed.

Words from Grapeling’s travel list: scale, shadows, dirt, relief, race, skew

Poem #26 of 30 Poems in November to benefit Center for New Americans.

5 comments:

  1. How cleverly you have worked your theme here. I believe it is one we can relate to the world over.

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  2. Skewed ... love that word and how you used it here!!

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  3. brilliant take, Marian. thanks for adding your voice ~ M

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  4. irrespective. Shit’s deep
    and love is skewed.

    Great ending Marian! Yes love is certainly strange to different people. That makes life all the fun!

    Hank

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