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by Leia Penina Wilson


  keeping the home safe keeping the plot—sever

  divine recollections—nature is

  all imagination—a knife (always a knife)electric eel

  some fruit to peelsome formless faith—a knife

  to open the coconut a pomegranate

  a knife-blade to explore the wreck

  a knife to vicious those blood-loving bats in all their viciousness

  a knife-blankcannot recollect when it belongs (it’s all in pain)

  a knife-stillloaded still roaming the seasstill hunting the golden doe

  taking my clothes off i fold myself in front of her

  lay my lips to her hooves my neck to her nose her teeth

  ask if she will hide meor take me back into the sea

  do not she saysi will not

  renounce my knife for a blanket

  nor forget my ordinary fearof course

  there will be a time to eat

  do not be tardy

  desiring bodydevouring body

  green great islando sanctuary

  do not gape! i live

  anxiouslyo hollow

  hadesdisaster unburies

  alli eat

  every dayi am human

  i do sorrow

  always it’s fear me

  revere me

  worship mestupid

  love!stupid beauty!

  hasty! so very hasty

  i dreamso smittendark named

  destiny seizes grandmother

  carries her offterrified

  i hear her cry out for

  her mother her kin

  but for her mother most often

  i leave this mistletoe for mother

  i surrender

  the worldall its worldly ways

  my bravenessdeep

  rooted and animal

  these wounds

  i inflicted on myself

  these are mine!

  lightning!rescue

  or ruin!mother

  your strict white blossoms

  my own shelter

  into my thigh brother

  tattoos my body whole

  tap tap tap

  a shieldpoison

  from the jaws of cerberustap tap

  tap centipedefish

  sphinxes’ riddle—refrain

  renews itselfthe art of respect

  renews itself—renews

  a chimera’s wetrubylustwine-dark—tap

  tap—we emerge

  healed from salted water

  we begin—we begin: who

  who wishes to walk

  with me will prove

  already too late

  i hung all the mistletoe

  i speak unsaid password—tap

  tap tap

  i thirstthe whole

  bird’s lifea wildness

  of dawni score

  the palm of my foot with a stone

  set the stone on an altarsharp

  definitiongrandmother

  welcomes all righteous dead

  i give tangerines for my fortune

  hear my voice!

  see my face!taste

  for the first time my mouth!

  unblind!

  END NOTES & DEBTS (OF LOVE)

  These spells are directly in response to, and in some cases use the language of, the following fellow casters: Alice Notley, Anne Waldman, Gertrude Stein, Marianne Moore, Robert Hass, Sophocles, Virginia Woolf, Sylvia Plath, HD, Mina Loy, Homer, Robin Blaser, W. H. Auden, Adrienne Rich, Djuna Barnes, William Carlos Williams, T. S. Eliot, Kathy Acker, Dylan Thomas, Naoko Takeuchi, Emily Brontë, Emily Dickinson, Euripides.

  LEIA PENINA WILSON

  is an afakasi Samoan poet hailing from the Midwest. Her work has appeared in Dream Pop Press, Split Lip, Birdfeast, Bombay Gin, Powder Keg, and OmniVerse. She is the author of i built a boat with all the towels in your closet (and will let you drown), winner of the 2012 To the Lighthouse Poetry Prize.

 

 

 


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