The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poetry Break, 3/8/08 Bonus

[BlueIris]

"Greed and Aggression"

Someone in Quaker meeting talks about greed and aggression
and I think of the way I lay the massive
weight of my body down on you
like a tiger lying down in gluttony and pleasure on the
elegant heavy body of the eland it eats,
the spiral horn pointing to the sky like heaven.
Ecstasy has been given to the tiger,
forced into its nature the way the
forcemeat is cranked down the throat of a held goose,
it cannot help it, hunger and the glory of
eating packed at the center of each
tiger cell, for the life of the tiger and the
making of new tigers, so there will
always be tigers on the earth, their stripes like
stripes of night and stripes of fire-light—
so if they had a God it would be striped,
burnt-gold and black, the way if
I had a God it would renew itself the
way you live and live while I take you as if
consuming you while you take me as if
consuming me, it would be a God of
love as complete satiety,
greed and fullness, aggression and fullness, the
way we once drank at the body of an animal
until we were so happy we could only
faint, our mouths running, into sleep.

—Sharon Olds

[BlueIris]

1. Kick.

[CaliforniaPeggy]

2. My dear BlueIris...

Wow, so damn sensual...

Really compelling rhythms...

Wonderful!

Thank you...

:hug:

[BlueIris]

3. Yeah, this is one of Olds' best. And I just noticed...

...that I posted it at 8:08 on 3/08/08. Odd.

[BlueIris]

4. Kick. Since no one read this.