Rosmarie Waldrop
SALTWOMAN'S HEART LOOSE IN HER BODY
mossy rocks
a smell of
sperm a light
deceptive as never before
in sight of
the sea
slicks at a distance
roots grow
over her genitals
the light, though,
promises pines, shifting
this
this presence
all terribly near
that she should face
the water the reeds
the sifting dusk
is this my body only salt next poem >
Copyright Rosmarie Waldrop 1980