Michael Ondaatje

Michael Ondaatje Poems

1. [Kissing the stomach] 4/18/2017
2. The Great Tree 4/18/2017
3. Nine Sentiments (IX) 4/18/2017
4. Wells II 4/18/2017
5. [What were the names of the towns] 4/18/2017
6. Last Ink 4/18/2017
7. The Time Around Scars 4/18/2017
8. Step 4/18/2017
9. Elizabeth 1/13/2003
10. Notes For The Legend Of Salad Woman 1/13/2003
11. (inner Tube) 1/13/2003
12. Speaking To You (From Rock Bottom) 1/13/2003
13. Application For A Driving License 1/13/2003
14. Bearhug 1/13/2003
15. To A Sad Daughter 1/13/2003
16. The Cinnamon Peeler 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Michael Ondaatje

The Cinnamon Peeler

If I were a cinnamon peeler
I would ride your bed
And leave the yellow bark dust
On your pillow.

Your breasts and shoulders would reek
You could never walk through markets
without the profession of my fingers
floating over you. The blind would
stumble certain of whom they approached
though you might bathe
under rain gutters, monsoon.

Here on the upper thigh
at this smooth pasture
neighbour to you hair
or the crease
that cuts your back. This ankle.
You will be known among strangers
as the cinnamon peeler's wife.

I could hardly ...

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Catch, my Uncle Jack said
and oh I caught this huge apple
red as Mrs Kelly's bum.
It's red as Mrs Kelly's bum, I said
and Daddy roared
and swung me on his stomach with a heave.
Then I hid the apple in my room
till it shrunk like a face
growing eyes and teeth ribs.

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