Digging through my flash drive I found the portfolio from my first poetry workshop at the good old undergraduate program at Hunter. Here's a painful sample...
12-31-2007
Poem
The wisest people in the history of the world
were prostitutes--
who pondered nothing but the flesh,
who contemplated its soft biology and all aspects
of science—the materialism of weight
the stoicism of death
and rotting.
Who accepted meat
as everyday bread,
Who added no redundant philosophy or prudence.
Who were not insulting the audacity of the body,
Who felt the revealed flesh ,
Who tasted the bread,
Who first put it in their mouths.
Is this not
the best of religions--
acknowledging flesh
with no incenses
searching for imaginary
love
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