Indigo Hawkins

Rookie (April 30,1989 / Virginia)

Indigo Hawkins Poems

1. Since My Mind Abandoned Me 11/11/2007
2. Landmark 11/11/2007
3. They Say You Get Used To It, This Place 11/14/2007
4. Bystander 11/14/2007
5. Pablo Picasso Said 11/14/2007
6. Cairn 2/7/2008
7. Syphylis Makes The Whole World Kin 2/7/2008
8. Jane Draws Herself 2/7/2008
9. I Wrote Of Horses 2/7/2008
10. Liberal Arts 2/7/2008
11. Double Helix 2/8/2008
12. To Be Blunt: 2/12/2008
13. Suicide Poets 2/14/2008
14. Half Of Whole 2/15/2008
15. Preserves In An Alabaster Jar 4/28/2008
16. Is Am Not I 4/30/2008
17. Low Sunday 7/13/2008
18. Girl With An Eggplant Tattoo 7/31/2008
19. Forgiveness 8/1/2008
20. Terror Born Of Abyss 8/8/2008
21. Reprisal 8/14/2008
22. Meditation On Violence 9/11/2008
23. October 10/8/2008
24. Sonnet 2 12/10/2008
25. A Serial Negligence Of The Sun 12/13/2008
26. Insomnia 12/16/2008
27. Recipe For Irritability 12/18/2008
28. Of My Ego 2/1/2009
29. Riding An Elephant 2/9/2009
30. Damages 2/11/2009
31. Soliloquy Of A Shallow Duck 2/11/2009
32. Momentum 2/13/2009
33. You Mustn'T Speak 2/18/2009
34. Wondering About Wonder 2/28/2009
35. Imperfect Idols 3/3/2009
36. Of A Forgotten Life 3/21/2009
37. Today Is Military 7/25/2008
38. Today Is Chemical 7/25/2008
39. Today Is A Cadaver 7/25/2008
40. Today Is Downy 7/25/2008
Best Poem of Indigo Hawkins

Benediction

'Let the love of harlots be sanctified.' ~unknown woman

When you come to me, realize I behest
no edifice. Love me in a gutter
or not at all. I merely want to rest
my temple on your temple - to utter
“Hosanna” in the shared throat of a split
alley; to awake spread beneath heavens,
frank before your eyes of melted wax, lit
with a tart torridity which leavens
my body as if I were dough submerged
in a puddle of consecrated wine.
I will pour holiness as honey, splurged
on rose hips and sopping clothes: our benign
impurities to dulcify and bless -
I ...

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Landmark

Faded, beaten blue,
You’ve had your share of bruises
And broken limbs.
Once lustrous hair falls to the ground,
Veins protruding, tripping,
Scrapping, ripping youthful skin.
Weariness is evident in your
Misty morning sighs, dark coal eyes,
And freshwater tears.

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