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Poetry Friday

May 18, 2007

This Friday’s poem is by Irish poet Mary Dorcey.

The Whiteness of Snow

The whiteness
of snow
on a branch of pine,
is the whiteness
of her skin
from shoulder to thigh.
And the sway of the branch
under its
flesh of snow,
is the song of her hips
in the weight of my hands.

(The River That Carries Me. Upper Fairhill, Galway: Salmon Publishing. 1995)

Mary Dorcey is a genius.

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