{"id":1038,"date":"2011-03-13T01:19:49","date_gmt":"2011-03-13T01:19:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=1038"},"modified":"2011-03-13T01:19:49","modified_gmt":"2011-03-13T01:19:49","slug":"roberta-lawson-311","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/roberta-lawson-311\/","title":{"rendered":"Roberta Lawson, 3\/11"},"content":{"rendered":"

White
\n<\/strong><\/span>
\n The lithe white spider glides through the water \u2013<\/span>
\n pirouettes \u2013 becomes naked goddess \u2013<\/span>
\n ripe in the water. Figures-of-eights and<\/span>
\n curves in the dark light. Her arms<\/span>
\n and legs twirling, her body slides<\/span>
\n open. Her mouth a wet tulip,<\/span>
\n and wet fur between her legs,<\/span>
\n and she’s red \u2013 and she’s white –<\/span>
\n and she’s pomegranate red.<\/span>
\n Waterlillied arms<\/span><\/p>\n

and those marble white legs.<\/span>
\n How she twirls \u2013 how she opens \u2013<\/span><\/p>\n

how she dances.<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Beginnings<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Inside every<\/span>
\n woman lives a wolf.<\/span>
\n Murder it and deny<\/span>
\n your own reality.<\/span>
\n Grab it back<\/span>
\n and learn to run.<\/span><\/p>\n

Sharpen your nails.<\/span>
\n Meet the world<\/span>
\n head-on. Draw your<\/span>
\n lips wide open.<\/span><\/p>\n

Howl.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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