Poems for Advent 9
Nativity
i.
Night after night
she loved his old
strong body
workman's hands
wine blunted breath
she loved his love
for her
and often whispered
while he slept
into the warm
smooth shallow
places of his neck.
ii.
Day after day
she loved his young
spare body
thin fingers
colic and cries
she loved his need
for her
and often whispered
when he woke
into the cold and
deep rough places
of his screams.
Jeff Guess
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