Thursday, August 17, 2006

time for another guest poet.
i was going to post this earlier. i was waiting
for her bio, but she is having major computer problems
and so, i am posting this now, while the heat is still with us.
you will understand my reasons after you've read her poem.
i'll post her bio later. she has been gracious enough
to let me post her work here. thanks much sally.



Salt of the earth


These men are like that, strong capable
biceps like footballs, crawling under cars
over mountains, smelling of testosterone
and musk. Their brain in their hands as
well as their trousers. Hearts like lions
with growls worse than a bite. Watch them
at work, shoulders bare to the sun, legs
anchored to the earth. Not a word of a poem
drips from their mouths, only a smudge
of a fierce kiss from a night of wooing.
With more action than false words of a
sweet sugar daddy, men of grit never
melt in the heat of a snatched summer kiss.
They recreate and procreate, fill the earth
with their kind, lean on their shovel from
time to time, smile and let the sweat of
their labour fall to the ground.

Sally James

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