Monday, April 13, 2009

Monday, April 13, 2009: On the Street…West 21st, New York

Ankle

Wrist of leg, sinewy
Achilles heel taut as violinist’s bow,
The fragile branch on which the plump
Stump of a foot hangs.
A narrow glass’s base,
A bud vase, the bell of a trumpet.
Between knee and toe,
Ankle grows weak and cold
When studied. Rotate yours.
How tenuous. How alien.

2 comments

  1. First I have to say that her bang line follows her hemline. That is amazing!

    I love the tension and the daintiness of your poetic portrait.

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