Erzulie Dreams
Her heart sits below the waist
in an open drawer, boxed in
by nothing but air. Her useless
arms have fallen off–there’s no
curve in her hips, only bone.
With shut eyes and mouth, she dreams.
A coiled necklace quiets the screams.
~Pamela L. Taylor © 2013
~Inspired by a mixed media sculpture by Renée Stout in the Virginia Museum of Fine Art
A Poet's Double Life 
November 4, 2013 at 07:00
Thank you for the daily inspiration this month, I need it!! Much love and hugs~
P.S. You have a postcard coming your way 🙂
November 4, 2013 at 07:08
Can’t wait to receive some poet-love in the mail.
November 4, 2013 at 08:15
The sense of the physical and psychological fragmenting here is powerful!
November 4, 2013 at 09:14
Thanks Steve! With ekphrastic poetry I aim to describe the object so the reader doesn’t need to see the picture to understand the sentiment.