Laurinda Lind- 3 poems

Firewomen

 

She put on armor

you said of a fat aunt

who hated her husband

 

& I think of all the big wives

slowly accumulating

resenting in secret

 

not at all in love

with themselves

so let’s crack them

 

from their casings

let them burn &

burn wild on their fuel

 

let their awful

husbands fear them

let them lift

 

their heavy hearts

flare by flare

to freedom.

 

🍃

 

Missionary’s Position, 1989

 

The end began in 1914,

the door-to-door missionary advises.

Look at the evidence.

Wars. Earthquakes. Sassy kids.

She shows me a picture of disco-dancing

so I fill her in about the lambada.

They’ll probably change the picture in the book.

 

(The Book is a different matter:

in some spots not even

particularly good. But

that’s another poem.)

 

It would probably be okay

between a husband and his wife,

she ponders. See, we’re not against dancing

so long as it’s modest.

 

I get up and fetch the baby

who is stirring in the next room.

What a sweet baby, she says.

The product of dancing, I warn.

 

🍃

 

   Angry

 

It’s all right

to shake out

the fireiron

of your anger

once in

a while

so don’t

be shy

brandish

the bastard

around

it’s stronger

and stricter

than you

can see

& sometimes

it’s scary

enough

to sear you

into sense

 

🍃

Laurinda Lind feels a little chilly in New York’s North Country in the U.S. She and poetry split up in 1997, but are on again. Some previous publications/ acceptances include Antithesis Journal, Communion, Comstock Review, Deep Water Literary Journal, Earthen Lamp Journal, Far Off Places, Liminality, Mobius, Off the Coast, Paterson Literary Review, Ship of Fools, Sonic Boom, and Timeless Tales.

 

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