Heyyy, I'm back! What do you think of this lovely poem by Sharon Olds?

Topography


After we flew across the country we


got into bed, laid our bodies


delicately together, like maps laid


face to face, East to West, my


San Francisco against your New York, your


Fire Island against my Sonoma, my


New Orleans deep in your Texas, your Idaho


bright on my Great Lakes, my Kansas


burning against your Kansas your Kansas


burning against my Kansas, your Eastern


Standard Time pressing into my


Pacific Time, my Mountain Time


beating against your Central Time, your


sun rising swiftly from the right my


sun rising swiftly from the left your


moon rising slowly from the left my


moon rising slowly from the right until


all four bodies of the sky


burn above us, sealing us together,


all our cities twin cities,


all our states united, one


nation, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

Heyyy, I'm back! What do you think of this lovely poem by Sharon Olds?
As a lover of poetry and the written word i must say...





That is god awful crap
Reply:I knew a girl once who had been very fat in her early teen years, but then she lost all her surplus weight.


Her skin had stretched, so that when you took her clothes off there were pale white lines all over her body. Her breasts in particular looked like sheets of cartridge paper which had been scrunched up and then flattened out again.


Whenever we went to bed together she always reminded me of a roadmap.


I guess that is what Sharon Olds poem is about. I guess she must have been very fat too.
Reply:If she'd left out the names of the cities, states, and time zones, it would have been great. But this was overkill.
Reply:Hey, I'm from Kansas! Ya, Kansas!
Reply:lol sorry I got to second Robert

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