Woman Who Is Loved Poem by Des Agos

Woman Who Is Loved



I turned off the stars
in the sudden vacuum
evening
turning small glimpses
infinite mind

An outline of a woman
taking shape
slowly
between the sheets
white silk

colorful brushstrokes
painting of a harmonious
awakened from torpor
like the sublime
a woman who is loved

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