B H Fairchild Body Poems

  • 1.
    I am tired of the heave and swell,
    the deep lunge in the belly, the gut's
    dumb show of dance and counterdance,
    sway and pause, the pure jig of nausea
    ...
  • 2.
    Dust storm, we thought, a brown swarm
    plugging the lungs, or a locust-cloud,
    but this was a collapse, a slow sinking
    to deeper brown, and deeper still, like the sky
    ...
  • 3.
    How do the winter moths survive when other moths die? What enables them to avoid freezing as they rest, and what makes it possible for them to fly -- and so to seek food and mates -- in the cold?
    Bernd Heinrich, Scientific American

    1. The Himalayas
    ...
  • 4.
    Leonardo imagined the first one.
    The next was a pole lathe with a drive cord,
    illustrated in Plumier's L'art de tourner en perfection.
    Then Ramsden, Vauconson, the great Maudslay,
    ...
Total 4 Body Poems by B H Fairchild

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