“I wish my body was a mason jar you could see right through. ” I love this.

This whole poem is stunning. From the moment she talks about a marble spine, to wishing she had a heart inside her jellyfish body. I love this.

Walking through my life I long for that marble spine. Bending and twisting my own play-dough character, thinking if I could only find the right mold, then the steel rod of purpose and meaning would have a chance to harden, dry straight through my core. A lightning rod attracting no less than pure electricity to connect me to the earth. Maybe that’s all I need. A good strong dose of electricity.

Nothing like a good poet to inspire some poetry. Thanks, Andrea Gibson.



Add yours Comments – 2

  • Christian Zimmer

    on November 21, 2013 at 6:01 am

    It is wonderful

  • Beth

    on December 3, 2013 at 2:38 am

    Wow. Often I don’t really ‘get’ poetry, but that one really hit me just now.