A Poem For Sunday

Andrew Sullivan —  Sep 28 2014 @ 8:43pm

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The Blind Stirring of Love” by Jean Valentine:

I rub my hands my cheeks
with oil     my breasts
I bathe my genitals, my feet
leaf and bark

redden my mouth to
draw down your mouth
and all along
you have been inside me
streaming
unforsakenness . . .

(From Door in the Mountain: New and Selected Poems, 1965-2003 © 2004 by Jean Valentine. Used by permission of Wesleyan University Press. Photo by Takumi Yoshida)