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POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
Olivia Lee is from Los Angeles, California. She has received recognition for her writing from The Alliance for Young Artists and Writers, New York Times, Princeton University, and her work has been published in Body Without Organs, Blue Marble Review, The Rising Phoenix Review, among others.
Also by Olivia Lee:
beneath the floorboards
Sharkskin Heart
under the covers
Sylvia Plath writes of a “sensuous bliss” in lying beneath the covers alone and tonight I try it for myself. The sheets are cold. Stiff from the laundry, with the fresh drying scent of soap powder, and the crinkling of folding fabric. Lying beneath this makeshift tent I am reminded not of pressed lavender in sonnet-books, but the body of an enormous stinking eel, trussed up in butcher paper. Feeling everything, the suspension of negative space above your hip bones, the hyperbolic rise and floating fall of the linens on your chest when you breathe. A bit of imagination permits a set of hands the way Plath daydreams, lifting or caressing or cradling, except she had lovers and I am distracted. When I think of the romance in fingers, I can only imagine for myself a pair of giant manly butcher’s hands, pressing into the softness of my insides with a hot-gouging thumb. The sound of a cleaver laid on ice.
Glass: A Journal of Poetry is published quarterly by Glass Poetry Press.
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