How I Come to You by Molly Peacock
How I Come to You
Molly PeacockEven a rock
has insides.
Smash one and see
how the shockreveals the rough
dismantled gut
of a thing once dense.
Making the cutinto yourself,
maybe you hoped
for rock solid through.
That hope I hoped,too. Dashed
on my rocks was my wish
of what I was. Angry,
dense and mulish,I smashed myself and found my heart
a cave, ready to be
lived in. A start,veined, unmined.
This is how I come to you:
broken,
not what I knew.
MARGINALIA
No sleep still, but I love my life. One of those rare times.
ABOUT MOLLY PEACOCK
Poet, essayist, short fiction writer, and biographer Molly Peacock was born in Buffalo, New York and earned a BA from Harpur College (Binghamton University) and an MA from the Johns Hopkins University. She has taught at many universities and served as the president of the Poetry Society of America, where she began the Poetry in Motion program, which places poetry placards on subway cars and buses throughout American cities. She is the author of many books of poetry, including The… (more)
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