A voice becomes hoarse from swallowing gravel in efforts to scour an abrasive taste of words. I do not wish to write of you anymore, for I am tired of living in the shadowy glacial chill of a corpse.
Mourners should have left you to scolding June air. Where feasting infants beating wings could have gorged sustenance from your spleen. Or become intoxicated on your swollen liver. Or worse. No one needs a lesson in patriarchal biology.
My utterance transcends unto this,
a state of silence. You inhabit a pill box casket of ash and littered bone, nameless through expressions of a faceless man. Fingers have beaten stakes of refusal. Of disinclination to acknowledge billowing gusts of air wasted in your efforts to enrapture my soul between your cupped hands.
Love is loveless when defiantly taken and I will, if I must, steal back time and body and blood.
Copyright: Samantha Ledger 2012
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“What is immediately noticeable when reading Bells for Her is its unflinching intimacy. Equal parts warm and torturous, tender then disturbed, it encompasses the full gamut of contemporary life and human emotions. Bells for Her is the poetic equivalent of a woman laid bare, beckoning you with all her power.”
- A.D. Hitchin, author of Holy Hermaphrodite
“Ledger’s approach to abuse and the patriarchal oppression of the feminine is never treated with pseudo-heroism or self-victimisation; rather her poems are strikingly honest and core-cutting, depicting love-hate relationships and painful ties. With effective, emotive accuracy, Ledger bravely explores the scope of rage, injustice, damage and sacrifice to appease and expiate the need of the perpetrator as well as the masochism of the abused - something not many have the courage to approach so openly.”
- Petra Whiteley, author of The Nomads Trail and The Moulding of Seers
- A.D. Hitchin, author of Holy Hermaphrodite
“Ledger’s approach to abuse and the patriarchal oppression of the feminine is never treated with pseudo-heroism or self-victimisation; rather her poems are strikingly honest and core-cutting, depicting love-hate relationships and painful ties. With effective, emotive accuracy, Ledger bravely explores the scope of rage, injustice, damage and sacrifice to appease and expiate the need of the perpetrator as well as the masochism of the abused - something not many have the courage to approach so openly.”
- Petra Whiteley, author of The Nomads Trail and The Moulding of Seers
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1 comments:
"patriarchal biology" the heart bone never seems to connect to the head bone correctly: lovely writing as usual
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