By Wendy Maltz
Intimate Kisses revels in what could be life’s maximum secret, via a few of richest, so much celebrated poetry ever written. incorporated during this anthology are 121 poems by means of such poets as Marge Piercy, Emily Dickenson, Jelaluddin Rumi, Nikki Giovanni, Anne Sexton, Sharon Olds, Octavio Paz, Molly Peacock, Dorianne Laux, Jane Hirshfield, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Galway Kinnell, and W.S. Merwin, in addition to dozens of lesser-known and unpublished poets.
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Emily dickinson LINEAMENTS OF hope patti tana “THE MOTH’S KISS, FIRST! …” robert browning THE DANCE robin jacobson LITTLE ACTS of affection marge piercy THIRST linda alexander FIRES floyd skloot BLACK WATER george keithley WHAT MAKES IT sturdy david meuel SHAVING evening SONNET debra pennington davis include ME TO OUR candy mattress penny harter THAT DAY nikki giovanni “SPRING PAINTS THE COUNTRYSIDE…” jelaluddin rumi SKINSONG trudi paraha PEELING AN ORANGE virginia hamilton adair i need TO SING nikki giovanni I awakened patti tana BREAKFAST IN mattress michael s.
Molly peacock ON an evening OF the complete MOON I Out of my flesh that hungers and my mouth that understands comes the form i'm looking for cause. The curve of your ready physique matches my ready hand your breasts hot as solar your lips speedy as younger birds among your thighs the candy sharp flavor of limes. therefore I carry you frank in my heart’s eye in my skin’s figuring out as my arms conceive your flesh i think your abdominal relocating opposed to me. earlier than the moon wanes back we will come jointly.
My lips suckled the lighted horizon the place the leg meets the physique, that delicate cleft i like to press. i'll odor your aroma and that i remembered the 1st time I observed your intercourse, how younger it seemed, in part obvious, partially imagined throughout the mild hair that tufted over it, dusky folds starting a bit of, like moth wings spreading over moon flower. david watts inform ME inform me what you notice, You ask as I lean Into the guts of your thighs as if it's attainable to discover phrases for such imaginative and prescient as if just like ripe persimmon Held open and pink to the sunlight may perhaps seize your fullness.
SHARON OLDS: “I can't omit the lady within the Mirror,” from The Gold mobile by way of Sharon Olds. Copyright � 1987 by way of Sharon Olds. “I like it When,” “Full Summer,” and “Last Night,” from The Wellspring via Sharon Olds. Copyright 1996 by means of Sharon Olds. All works reprinted by means of permission of Alfred A. Knopf, a department of Random condo, Inc. OCTAVIO PAZ: “Lightning at Rest,” from Early Poems 1935–1955 (Bloomington, IN: Indiana college Press). Reprinted via permission of Indiana collage Press. “Touch,” translated by means of Charles Tomlinson, from accumulated Poems 1957–1987.
How in every one other’s hands concerned We lay confounded and dissolved! our bodies mingling, sexes mixing, Which will be so much misplaced contending, Darting fierce and flaming kisses, Plunging into boundless blisses, bodies and our souls on fireplace, Tossed via a tempest of hope until eventually with utmost fury pushed Down, immediately, we sunk to heaven. anon construction From the 1st, we had designs upon one another licked out in salty styles on sex-sweated pores and skin, I painted your physique with a curly brush of copper hair which, every now and then, you smoothed again from my face in order that lets see ourselves in real and unveiled mirrors, your explorer’s fingers undefined each fold and contour of my complete panorama, in and out, inflicting me to liquify making you a cheerful baby back with mystery, candy-sticky palms, my softness hardened you, your stiffness melted me till I, dripping round you and you, deeply dipping within me came across an undiscovered international of land and water, woke up and alive with ask yourself, we created a sculpture shimmering with love.