Marge Piercy

(March 31, 1936 / Detroit, Michigan)

Colors Passing Through Us - Poem by Marge Piercy

Purple as tulips in May, mauve
into lush velvet, purple
as the stain blackberries leave
on the lips, on the hands,
the purple of ripe grapes
sunlit and warm as flesh.
Every day I will give you a color,
like a new flower in a bud vase
on your desk. Every day
I will paint you, as women
color each other with henna
on hands and on feet.

Red as henna, as cinnamon,
as coals after the fire is banked,
the cardinal in the feeder,
the roses tumbling on the arbor
their weight bending the wood
the red of the syrup I make from petals.

Orange as the perfumed fruit
hanging their globes on the glossy tree,
orange as pumpkins in the field,
orange as butterflyweed and the monarchs
who come to eat it, orange as my
cat running lithe through the high grass.

Yellow as a goat's wise and wicked eyes,
yellow as a hill of daffodils,
yellow as dandelions by the highway,
yellow as butter and egg yolks,
yellow as a school bus stopping you,
yellow as a slicker in a downpour.

Here is my bouquet, here is a sing
song of all the things you make
me think of, here is oblique
praise for the height and depth
of you and the width too.
Here is my box of new crayons at your feet.

Green as mint jelly, green
as a frog on a lily pad twanging,
the green of cos lettuce upright
about to bolt into opulent towers,
green as Grand Chartreuse in a clear
glass, green as wine bottles.

Blue as cornflowers, delphiniums,
bachelors' buttons. Blue as Roquefort,
blue as Saga. Blue as still water.
Blue as the eyes of a Siamese cat.
Blue as shadows on new snow, as a spring
azure sipping from a puddle on the blacktop.

Cobalt as the midnight sky
when day has gone without a trace
and we lie in each other's arms
eyes shut and fingers open
and all the colors of the world
pass through our bodies like strings of fire.

Comments about Colors Passing Through Us by Marge Piercy

  • (6/24/2018 7:04:00 PM)

    I have enjoyed bathing in your words Many pass through life blinkered and miss the treasures that they pass through, sit next to and such is their loss Thank you for the pleasure of you well selected words
    tha you have given your fellow writer
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  • Glen Kappy (6/24/2018 12:42:00 PM)

    How rich in visual images this poem is. And how direct and accessible. The fifth stanza brings to mind E.B. Browning's sonnet which begins How do I love thee? But this one offers less of the abstract and more in visual treasure. -GK (Report) Reply

  • Lungelo S Mbuyazi (6/24/2018 9:04:00 AM)

    Very imaginative poem...With lots of pictures drawn in this wonderful poem...10++ (Report) Reply

  • Anil Kumar Panda (6/24/2018 8:00:00 AM)

    Colors play vital roles in our lives. Great imagery. loved every lines of the poem. Rich in vocabulary it flows so nice. Thanks for sharing.10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Paul Brookes (6/24/2018 2:40:00 AM)

    We see colours in a narrow spectrum but we are blind to ultra violet or infra red I wonder what the poem would have been in these spectra However this was a brilliant piece of word play and imagery We were submersed in a rainbow of metaphor and a painting in soft water colour hues and bold acrylics A great piece thanks enjoyed. (Report) Reply

  • Mahtab Bangalee (6/24/2018 2:04:00 AM)

    I am diversified by you
    or yours color
    or your diversity
    I am the entity
    a full gratuity
    just for you O love; colorful love
    and you and you and you
    I am the new
    for every time.........................
    (Report) Reply

  • Ruta Mohapatra (6/24/2018 2:02:00 AM)

    Such fine imagery, such vibrant colors! (Report) Reply

  • Robert Murray Smith (6/24/2018 1:50:00 AM)

    We see the colours clearly. (Report) Reply

  • Robert Murray Smith (6/24/2018 1:49:00 AM)

    Wecsee the colours as if they were in a rainbow. (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (6/24/2018 1:09:00 AM)

    Such a great poem by Marge Piercy👍👍👍 (Report) Reply

  • Britte Ninad (6/24/2018 1:02:00 AM)

    for colors I'm dyed in diversities
    No monotonous touches my heart
    I am color
    I am flower
    I am lover
    I am all through happy player
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  • (5/26/2018 1:50:00 PM)

    There's nothing like feeling, tasting and connecting with the colors of the Chakras..nice poem.. a ten.. (Report) Reply

  • Reshma Elza Ulahannan (5/21/2016 8:29:00 AM)

    Reading through the poem you make me see and feel the beauty of each and every color.Best poem that can be written on this topic. (Report) Reply

  • Reshma Elza Ulahannan (5/21/2016 8:28:00 AM)

    Reading through the poem I can see and feel the beauty of each and every color.Best poem that can be written on this topic. (Report) Reply

  • Sara Militello (11/1/2015 5:30:00 PM)

    Metaphorically speaking, this poem is a burst of color and rhyme that pleases and tantalizes the senses! We sometimes forget to take in surroundings that bask in colors and hues as if Nature is on a spree of pleasure all its own. (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (11/1/2015 12:33:00 PM)

    A colourful poem, brilliantly written............liked it. (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (11/1/2015 12:20:00 PM)

    How can anyone resist the urge to sit down and write our version of colors passing through us (Report) Reply

  • Seema Jayaraman (11/1/2015 10:47:00 AM)

    Loved reading this poem, so vivid the colors and the rhyme.. time permiting request your attention to a recent poem I had added on an accidentally discovered color of October - Purple. I had penned a few poems on the dominance of Purple in October Purple Blooms of October. thanks (Report) Reply

  • Seema Jayaraman (11/1/2015 10:42:00 AM)

    Fascinating world of colors, what would life be without colors.. beautifully picked the essence of each color and the life inspirations behind them.. thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (11/1/2015 4:21:00 AM)

    Colours are very important in life. Nice work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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