Q
May I master love, undo its luster
do in the thing that makes us lust?
May I speed through the body’s sinew
to marrow? Or is toiling a part of
the gaining of trust? May I pare and narrow
your body down, and open it to my
cupidity’s arrow? May I find my
response to body’s unanswered call,
(if the want leaves you wanting, at all)?
Credit
Copyright @ 2014 by Hannah Sanghee Park. Used with permission of the author. This poem appeared in Poem-a-Day on July 22, 2014.
About this Poem
“This is a two-part poem, the ‘Q’ of a ‘Q&A.’ The speaker is urgent, urging this line of inquiry to get to the heart of the matter. ‘&A’ will answer in the way all matters of the heart are answered: with patience.”
— Hannah Sanghee Park
Date Published
07/21/2014