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Engraft
Engraft
Engraft
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Engraft

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“Engraft is a masterwork. Seminara's deep gift lies in her fusion of the viscera of life with a transcendent poetic vision. By turns terrifying and tender, loving and lost, Seminara is a major new voice in contemporary poetry.”
– Charles Bane, Jr.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherLulu.com
Release dateAug 12, 2016
ISBN9781326695972
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    Engraft - Michele Seminara

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    Hoary

    Fifteen thousand years I have slumbered

    In my icy casket, a hoary

    Princess waiting

    Not to be kissed, but punctured

    By the pick of a prying scientist.

    My blood, dark as a fairy tale

    Leached insidiously into the Siberian snow

    And my flesh flared red and fresh

    Enough to eat.

    My lower limbs devoured

    By a potent pack of ancient wolves

    My torso still fantastically intact.

    What a prize: my anti-cryogenic

    Strength has preserved the code

    To conjure my kind back.

    Exhumed from earth’s wet memory

    (Who dares re-awaken me?)

    Entombed in glass and sold for obscene show —

    What they may unleash they do not know.

    All Dried Up

    I

    an old lady

    waiting in this parched bed

    for something to happen

    which cannot happen

    I

    an old lady

    with an impatient

    unsated belly

    that will not rain

    I

    an old lady

    whose slow mind spreads

    so far her eye has

    lost sight

    I

    the one

    who age must not tame —

    May my drying up cause this spark to flame!

    Self Seen

    Impassive as a mountain

    I sit, hands resting reverentially in

    the infertile valley of my lap,

    face glowing like the gibbous

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