Summer 2000

 

Carolyne Wright

BLUE MOONS OVER MIAMI

 

At first you wanted me, and not the other,
My body tuned to yours, like strings across a frame.
Between blue moons, we played the body's weather.
You bent the blue notes in my lunar name.

My body tuned to yours, like strings across a frame;
Meltdown between the thighs, moon cycles long.
You bent the blue notes in my lunar name.
Your downbeat filled my Cotton Club with song.

Meltdown between the thighs, moon cycles long.
You waxed and waned in me, but dreamed the other.
Your downbeat filled my Cotton Club with song
Before your dawn in my bed, moonrise in the other.

You waxed and waned in me, but dreamed the other,
Made love 'round midnight by the body's time
Before your dawn in my bed, moonrise in the other.
Silence between us: your new lover's name.

We loved 'round midnight by the body's time
And I lay awake in the heart's pre-dawn,
Silence filled with your new lover's name.
Blue moon's woman without a song of my own.

I lay awake in the heart's pre-dawn,
Late stars swimming in my river of heaven.
Blue moon's woman without a song of my own,
I played my own hand: lucky and unlucky seven.

Late stars swimming in my river of heaven,
I asked you, What takes longer than the heart?
I played my own hand, lucky and unlucky seven,
Touching myself where all the rhythms start.

I asked you, What takes longer than the heart?
In the palms' crowns, the nightbirds' lunar cry
Touched me where all the rhythms start.
My body knew already what you had to say.

In the palms' crowns, the nightbirds' lunar cry.
Between blue moons, we played the body's weather.
My body knew already what you had to say.
At first you wanted me, and then the other.

Carolyne Wright has more than 10 book of poetry published.


 

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