Poem to Start the Week #29: Climbing You

I want to understand the steep thing
that climbs ladders in your throat.
I can’t make sense of you.
Everywhere I look you’re there–
a vast landmark, a volcano
poking its head through the clouds,
Gulliver sprawled across Lilliput.

I climb into your eyes, looking.
The pupils are black painted stage flats.
They can be pulled down like window shades.
I switch on a light in your iris.
Your brain ticks like a bomb.

In your offhand, mocking way
you’ve invited me into your chest.
Inside: the blur that poses as your heart.
I’m supposed to go in with a torch
or maybe hot water bottles
& defrost it by hand
as one defrosts an old refrigerator.
It will shudder & sigh
(the icebox to the insomniac).

Oh there’s nothing like love between us.
You’re the mountain, I am climbing you.
If I fall, you won’t be all to blame,
but you’ll wait years maybe
for the next doomed expedition.

 

Erica Jong

One thought on “Poem to Start the Week #29: Climbing You

  1. An excellent poem. I’m new to this blog – do you often write poems? Let’s read more! Because this is awesome, so rich and suprising. Full of longing, love, desperation and futility, really nicely communicated through a seemingly impossible trek. Really glad of this refreshing read. Nice to be introduced to your blog.

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