Muriel Rukeyser

(December 15, 1913 – February 12, 1980 / New York City)

Painters - Poem by Muriel Rukeyser

In the cave with a long-ago flare
a woman stands, her arms up. Red twig, black twig, brown twig.
A wall of leaping darkness over her.
The men are out hunting in the early light
But here in this flicker, one or two men, painting
and a woman among them.
Great living animals grow on the stone walls,
their pelts, their eyes, their sex, their hearts,
and the cave-painters touch them with life, red, brown, black,
a woman among them, painting.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 15, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 15, 2011


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