Eliot Khalil Wilson
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“She twists like a flame.
Her back, a sierra of bone,
her hips, a sandstone canyon.
And I can believe her gaze,
born from a thousand years dreaming
and as dew-cool as moonlight,
is only for me.
— Eliot Khalil Wilson, from “New Orleans Odalisque,” The Saint of Letting Small Fish Go (Cleveland State University Poetry Center, 2003)”
― The Saint of Letting Small Fish Go (Csu Poetry Series, 61)
Her back, a sierra of bone,
her hips, a sandstone canyon.
And I can believe her gaze,
born from a thousand years dreaming
and as dew-cool as moonlight,
is only for me.
— Eliot Khalil Wilson, from “New Orleans Odalisque,” The Saint of Letting Small Fish Go (Cleveland State University Poetry Center, 2003)”
― The Saint of Letting Small Fish Go (Csu Poetry Series, 61)
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