Alicia Suskin Ostriker

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I am not lyric any more
I will not play the harp
for your pleasure

Wrinkly Lady Dancer

Going to be an old wrinkly lady
Going to be one of those frail rag people
Going to have withered hands and be
Puzzled to tears crossing the street

The Leaf Pile

Now here is a typical children's story
that happens in gorgeous October
when the mothers are coming


The downward turning touch
the cry of time
fire falling without sound
plunge my hand in the wound


My neighbor's daughter has created a city
you cannot see
on an island to which you cannot swim
ruled by a noble princess and her athletic consort

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Alicia Suskin Ostriker (born November 11, 1937) is an American poet and scholar who writes Jewish feminist poetry.She was called "America's most fiercely honest poet," by Progressive.

Ostriker was born in Brooklyn, New York to David Suskin and Beatrice Linnick Suskin. Her father worked for New York City Parks Department. Her mother read her Shak ...

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