Culture Magazine
Matins and Lauds
Excited as a sophisticated boy at his firstPassion of intellect, aware and fully freeHaving lost title to full liberty; struckAware, for once, as I would always be;It day and I still shaken, still sure, seeIt is not ring-magic nor the faithing leap of sexThat makes me your woman; marks our freeAnd separate wills with one intent; setsMy each earlier option at dazzling apexAnd at naught; cancels, paid, all debts.
Restless, incautious, I want to talk violence,Speak wild poems, hush, be still, pray graceTaken forever; and after, lie long in the denseDark of your embrace, asleep between earth and space.
-Marie Ponsot, Excerpted from Springing, Knopf 2003
