Ms. September September’s kohl-rimmed eyes at cabaret, her turtleneck in black, the color wrong. But will she listen? No, this is her song, the little room now falling, flows away. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re typically collections of nude or scantily […]
Tag: Girlie Calendar Series
Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: Ms. July
Ms. July July, come find me in the fish’s gill. July, come splash and tip my quick canoe. July, come whisper who is kind and true. July, come when you willow, if you will. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re typically collections […]
Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: May
Ms. May The life they tell of May is a mistake. They simply wanted her to love a man she didn’t. Skewed her voice to fit their plan. Left May alone with her peculiar ache. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re […]
Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: April
Ms. April When April weeps, the tears drip on her toes, the water rises in the jade-stone lake, a blue jay shakes the red-bud blooms awake, in rainy light, the green grass rosy glows. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re typically […]
Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: February
Ms. February Make me the heart of February, please, her sweet and frilly be-mine valentine, shot through and through with love incarnadine and holy scented essence of heart’s ease. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re typically collections of nude or scantily dressed […]
Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: January
Ms. January All January wanted was a home, and not these crows, and not these frozen trees, limbful of snow. It was a home, with these: a door to close, a chest of drawers, a comb. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: […]
Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: December
Ms. December Outside December’s window howls the bark rolled endlessly, big ocean’s opal foam, then silence. Then she thinks of her shalom, then longs for home, then hears the morning lark. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re typically collections of nude or […]
Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: October
Ms. October I do adore October’s blue sarong, the sliding slits along her whistling hips, and I would die to kiss her ruby lips for all the wet and rotting leaf night long. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re typically collections of […]