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Lorna Goodison
I seemed to have put distance
between me and the wild woman
she being certified bad company.
Always inviting me to drink
bloody wine from clay cups
and succumb to false promise
in the yes of slim dark men.
Sometimes though when I'm
closing the house down early
and feeling virtuous for living
one more day without falling too low
I think I see her behind the hibiscus
in dresses competing with their red,
and she's spinning a key hung on a
cat's eye ring
and inviting me to go low riding.
from Heartease
Lorna Goodison (born 1947) is a Jamaican poet and leading West Indian writer. She currently divides her time between Jamaica and Ann Arbor, Michigan, where she teaches at the University of Michigan. |
