Elizabeth Dodd


Before us lies the body    what's left
of body    bones their patterns
on the patterned dirt    a tuft of fur
the agile cast
of grass shadows

Corpus corporeal corpse the course
of flesh unwinding from its frame

Caught in the passion
of attnetion we note
the jawbone dragged perhaps
by coyotes    the soil
sifting into space    the mind
once filled    we follow
weather's slow narrative
we study the body
successions of insects
economies of rot

We squat in this century's
sunlight    dust crusting already our boots
our hands the backs of our necks as
understanding accretes its hard
mineral weight    thoughts caught
in each layered image this
death this moment this

© Elizabeth Dodd


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