Quickened
Body be dream
becoming
Coil of salt
and consolation
body be strong
knuckled and new-
born, feint
of fists and thrusts
Body be breath
rattle and rasp
twined into song
Body be sound
leaned and swayed
Body be brave
first steps, first
falterings, heels
over head
Body be bright
sum of old
substance, upside
and down
Delivered
from words,
stayed
Body be praise
Jacquelyn Pope
The Hampden-Sydney Poetry Review Winter 2012
Copyright © 2012 by Jacquelyn Pope
All rights reserved.
Reproduced by Poetry Daily with permission