Whitney Jones Olson

Rookie (August 14,1982 / Indiana)

Air; Sustenance - Poem by Whitney Jones Olson

Air apart from You is delicate.
Dyspnea refuses my second-hand offerings
bathes in the emblazoning caliginous tendrils
solicits goose bumps where my Cloak is worn through
Shawl lay scorned in wait for autumn's mending
and here it is but Pisceous July I must
wear it, for the Air finely breathes Your absence
Inhalation scourges nude gaping cupboards
sanding away the sheer, Stygian, earthen tastes
cradling the barren spaces as whispering revivals
Exhalation suggests expiations be shallow; naught
so long as hegemony of proximal drought fixes our
our blooming, against concentering, one to another
Replete satiation, oxygenation; You.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 2, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 21, 2010

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