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My Tongue Is The Tongue

of Italian women
who squeeze eggplants
at market; tongues that can feel
a man like a canker sore,
a jewel.
      Tongue
of shepherds, dry
like the tongues of their sheep,
circling
the steep embankments
of the river.

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  • ea
    March 8, 2006
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    Very intriguing use of gender here/ the forked tongue of the snake/ female tongues, male tongues being felt by one.   Is it the Spanish tongue he speaks of or his own physiology or both?

  • Angelic Eyes
    June 23, 2005
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    I just loved this... I was really quite astonished, I completely thought it was going to be different that what it appeared to be on his page..

  • Young Black Woman
    May 18, 2005
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    I love how the poem just starts out as a fragment it really makes you think if there is another meaning to this poem othere than the obvious one. I don't know if the ending is really my taste but not everyone can write their poem according to my taste now can they. As you can see I am having an internal battle with myself about how open is open enough. I try to be more open but I also try to stick to my views.

  • Caliente
    February 24, 2005
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    Beautiful poem. This is my first time at Oldpoetry. It is so interesting to read poetry that's been out there for a while. WOnderful write.

  • Alahmorah
    February 15, 2005
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    Ha. Yeah, I think I agree with you. I do, however, like the line "circling
    the steep embankments
    of the river. "
    Love and Blessings, Ashlee

  • heartnsoul
    December 11, 2004
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    hmm...I don't know if I like this. It doesn't bring about images of vuloptuous,erotic beauties that I think Italian women are.

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