Tuesday Poem - Two Poems by Janet Jackson

Lawn

It softly touches the bricks

at its edge,

a gentle but definite border.

The bricks say

      You can't come past here!

      This is our flower bed!

The lawn says

       OK, I won't

       but let me look.

The bricks let it look.

Breastfeeding a four-month old

As you stroke me

carefully opening your hand flat

I realise

that the annoying jerky movements

your fist made a month ago

were your very best caresses.

Here are two short poems from Janet Jackson's book Coracle which I picked up when I was in Perth. You can get the book from here - http://www.proximitypoetry.com/Books/coracle.html

and it is also available at Collected Works, Gleebooks, Mary Martins, Crow Books and a few other discerning book shops.

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