Farah Ghafoor is editor-in-chief of Sugar Rascals and has had poems published in Ninth Letter and Big Lucks among other places. Her work has been nominated for Best New Poets and Best of the Net, and has been recognized by the Hollins University, the Keats-Shelly Memorial Association, the League of Canadian Poets, and Columbia College Chicago.
Farah Ghafoor
Presenting a Garden with All My Teeth
This century is a white silk butterfly lunging
into tulips’ sticky cups — a song
of golden trumpets: sing me! me! and
you! I spread my tongue like drifting wind.
I spread like a heavy gown, a train
of hollow, glinting chimes. Oh the girls
I’ve dragged behind me like stubborn
spools of ribbon, fuchsia-tipped lupins
yanked out of mahogany soil. The boys
with spear-strung spines and eyes of glowering
bluebells. I drop sparrows
like dark seeds in their gouged mouths and give
and give until they wish themselves gone.
The trees darken a field of thunder,
and I want into soften into ancient woods, infinite mother
wolf. A lake pulling light into it like a violin. I admit
that I avoid toothless conversation. Skinless
boys and girls. I scatter like hard rain on fleshy, pitted
fruit, and soak their melodies in cruel gullets
of lightning. I dress the headless
flowers in chains
of white silk.
Glass: A Journal of Poetry is published monthly by Glass Poetry Press.
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