This morning I found a poem about a swimming pool for the blog.
Then Mslexia arrived, as I said in my last post. In it there's a poem by Moniza Alvi, which I decided to include instead.
The poem describes a gruesome event, I felt unsettled after reading it. When I looked up the painting Alvi was writing from, it explains the poem's brutality. In the magazine, Alvi talks to Colette Bryce about what motivated her to write the poem.
(after the painting by Tabitha Vevers)
About human love,
she knew nothing.
I'll show you he promised.
But first you need legs.
And he held up
with the sharpest of tips
to the ripeness of her emerald tail.
She danced an involuntary dance,
twitching with fear.
down the muscular length
exposing the bone in its red canal.
She played dead on the rock
dead by the blue lagoon
dead to the ends of her divided tail.
He fell on her, sunk himself deep
into the apex.
Then he fled
on his human legs.
Human love cried the sea,
the sea in her head.
from Europa (Bloodaxe).