“She spends half her time making herself attractive to men, and the other half trying to divine which of the attracted are serious enough to marry her, and which wish to ram her against the nearest wall and jab into her recklessly.”
–Maya Angelou
attraction
Morning Trip (260)
“There is a witness who watches the obstreperous play of flame and eros and says, This is the dance of existence. A great mutual embrace is always happening between the eternal and what dies between essence and accident. We are all writing the book of love. All the particles of the world are in love and looking for lovers. Pieces of straw tremble in the presence of amber. Isn’t that the deal? We’re here to love each other, to deepen and unfold that capacity, to open the heart. And that means living in the witness, I’m beginning to see.”
–Coleman Barks
Morning Trip (220)
“God is voluptuous and delicious.”
–Meister Eckhart
On Femininity–Purple Profundity: Poetry by Elisabeth Connelley
Yours
an opinion
made a pickle of
fickle women dressing for the ball
furs and jaded
the twinkling of faux gems
Auburns and sables
much sought after tresses
coveted
twisting bodies, ensnared
clothed
encircled
by wafting
her sensuous perfumes
to be hidden in
going to the play
Dramas
drawn out
melancholies, sweet agonies, what shames
are hidden in blind eyes
in yours
irrevocable decisions
once, and only remaining to be
opinions
–elisabeth connelley
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