Sunday, March 19, 2006

Jane Cooper

If you want my apartment, sleep in it
but let's have a clear understanding
the books are still free agents

If the rocking chair's arms surround you
they can also let you go,
they can shape the air like a body

I don't want your rent, I want
a radiance of your attention
like the candle's flame when we eat

I mean the kind of awe
attending the spaces between us--
Not a roof but a field of stars

(i originally posted it on my multiply blog. it had an accompanying photo of myself and my ex-girlfriend in caliraya taken either in 2004 or in 2005. aah, those were the days.)

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