Nicole Brossard

1 an urban image from the eighties when we hung out at Chez Madam Arthur and at the back of the room women wrapped their arms around nights of ink and dawn 2 calendar of murmurs vague caresses about the planet and its water we could have confused words but there were doors open confetti in the midst of darkness gentle ways to swoon in a corner with she who put her tongue in my mouth 3 focus on yes, on the woman’s eyelids caress not silence not word focus beyond. Hold me back

(from her to ravish meaning ravine On the other side artifice slumbers in the green. The shadow follows hour by hour hollow and gloomy and which call me forth) ……………………………….grafted onto the sentence o a long time distant to hang on my belly obscure parallel images and tattoos age suggestive of the fingernail grazing the thigh the valley get turned on