Come, Sleep
Once each nipple was a weathervane,
my pert sun rising beneath a clavicle horizon.
Now an estuary of stretch-marks inks me.
When your calendar is a theif, stealing
all your hours, I'll be the pillow after the dirty
washing of your week. You, who have sucked
the day dry of all its milk, rest your head
between the bookends of my breasts. Come,
sleep with me.
Naomi Woddis has featured at the O2 Wireless Festival, Theatre Royal Stratford East and the Queen Elizabeth Hall as part of the London Literature Festival. Her innovative collaboration online invention, Poerty Mosaic (www.poetrymosaic.wordpress.com) is gaining in international popularity. Her pamphlet "Life is Music" was published in 2007.
Once each nipple was a weathervane,
my pert sun rising beneath a clavicle horizon.
Now an estuary of stretch-marks inks me.
When your calendar is a theif, stealing
all your hours, I'll be the pillow after the dirty
washing of your week. You, who have sucked
the day dry of all its milk, rest your head
between the bookends of my breasts. Come,
sleep with me.
Naomi Woddis has featured at the O2 Wireless Festival, Theatre Royal Stratford East and the Queen Elizabeth Hall as part of the London Literature Festival. Her innovative collaboration online invention, Poerty Mosaic (www.poetrymosaic.wordpress.com) is gaining in international popularity. Her pamphlet "Life is Music" was published in 2007.
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