September 29, 2010

Hump Day Poetry: Rita Dove

Posted in Poetry at 4:54 pm by The Lizard Queen

Hades’ Pitch

If I could just touch your ankle, he whispers, there
on the inside, above the bone
—leans closer,
breath of lime and pepper—I know I could
make love to you
. She considers
this, secretly thrilled, though she wasn’t quite
sure what he meant. He was good
with words, words that went straight to the liver.
Was she falling for him out of sheer boredom—
cooped up in this anything-but-humble dive, stone
gargoyles leering and brocade drapes licked with fire?
Her ankle burns where he described it. She sighs
just as her mother aboveground stumbles, is caught
by the fetlock—bereft in an instant—
while the Great Man drives home his desire.

—Rita Dove, 1995



  1. Monique said,

    breath of lime and pepper

    That’s just amazing.

    Your Hump Day poetry always makes me wish I knew more poetry, but when I go looking for some it’s… not like this. Thanks for sharing.

  2. gyenyame said,

    you have an incredible touch in picking out pieces.

    thank you

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