by Ron Riekki
Sudden enlightenment, her body
is art, a lord-of-bliss height where
she, in her history, has seduced
the world and we are speechless,
words lost, found in her daylight-
eyes, back-and-froth, voice like
ice-kiss, she sweeps me, a sort
of soft obsession, this wish to
have her morning-noon-night,
pure prurient goddess, her ver-
milion vocal cords, how hard
it is to word this, how hard it
is. Oh, to be touched by her
voice. I vouch: she’s goddess.
ABOUT RON RIEKKI:
Ron Riekki's latest book is My Ancestors are Reindeer Herders and I Am Melting in Extinction (Apprentice House Press). Right now, Riekki's listening to Alice et Moi's "C'est toi qu'elle préfère."