Woman poems

We have heard woman poems,
Some envelope licking poems
In bone and flesh and without.

We have witnessed at  sunset
Woman poems in a brass pot.
They are best poems on river.

We have seen woman poems
Pickled and dried in a hot sun
For son’s future consumption.

We have seen woman poems
In the tired eyes of old men’s
Bodies from woman’s bones.

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