You were hammered
into a man
when only half grown.
Now the light shines through you.
Hands of glass and bone
hair of silk and sun.
Shiver, man, shiver.
You move like a river.
*
Rachel McAlpine
You were hammered
into a man
when only half grown.
Now the light shines through you.
Hands of glass and bone
hair of silk and sun.
Shiver, man, shiver.
You move like a river.
*
Rachel McAlpine
Poems in the wild—Rachel McAlpine 