Chana Bloch

(1940 / California / United States)

Chana Bloch Poems

1. Blood Honey 10/19/2016
2. Duck/Rabbit 10/19/2016
3. Eating Babies 10/19/2016
4. Flour and Ash 10/19/2016
5. Through a Glass 10/19/2016
6. The Discipline Of Marriage 10/19/2016
7. Watching 10/19/2016
8. The Kiss 10/19/2016
9. The Stutter 10/19/2016
10. Brothers 10/19/2016
11. Twenry-Fourth Anniversary 10/19/2016
12. The Sixth Age 10/19/2016
13. Sometimes I Want To Sink Into Your Body 10/19/2016
14. After Sex 10/19/2016
15. The Sixth Trumpet 10/19/2016
16. Tired Sex 10/19/2016
17. The Color Green 3/11/2015

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The Color Green

Two floors up, at the corner of Hearst and Shattuck,
he's clamped for good
in an iron lung. When it's time to eat
he nudges his head a sweaty mile
to the edge of the pillow. It takes a while.

His brilliant bloodshot light-blue eyes
steer me from cupboard to fridge:
he would like his chicken burrito
cut into bite-size pieces,
a bent straw for his glass of water, please.

How does the body live its only life
in a cage? I watch him compute ...

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Eating Babies


is the soul of this flesh.
Eat with your hands, slow, you will understand
breasts, why everyone
adores them—Rubens' great custard nudes—why
we can't help sleeping with

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