Wednesday 3 June 2015

Purity - Billy Collins




Then I remove my flesh and hang it over a chair.
I slide if off my bones like a silken garment.

I do this so that what I write will be pure,

completely rinsed of the carnal,

uncontaminated by the preoccupations of the body.



Elsa Rottjers 


2 comments:

  1. I love this poem and the fact that you found the perfect illustration- " remove my flesh"

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  2. wow. Such a powerful image. What I wonder is what attitude is embraced in this poem. Can the poet be making references to a lack of self-confidence in the body?

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