Red cloth I lie on the ground
otherwise nothing could hold
I put my hand on the ground
the membrane is gone and
nothing does hold your place
in the ground is all of it
and it is breathing

(C) Jean Valentine
03/06/2017


Best Poems of Jean Valentine

• Sanctuary
• Friend
• Red Cloth
• Friend 2
• To Plath, To Sexton
• Ghost Elephants
• La Chalupa, The Boat
• Elegy For Jane Kenyon (2)
• Dream Barker
• Father Lynch Returns From The Dead
• Late
• The One You Wanted To Be Is The One You Are
• Hospital: Strange Lights
• The Branches
• To The Black Madonna Of Chartres
• Eleventh Brother
• I Have Lived In Your Face