Your flawed body, sickle

scars on the chest, moonmarks, the botched knee

that nevertheless bends when you will it to

Your body, broken and put together

not perfectly, marred

by the war but moving

despite that with such ease and leisure

Your body that includes everything

you have done, you have had done

to you and goes beyond it

This is not what I want

but I want this also

-Margaret Atwood from Selected Poems 1965-1975


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  1. brother

    i like this

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