O, to have shoulders like snowflakes, simply falling all the time.
Tag Archives: Body
Sacred Salt
"Sacred salt sparkles on our bodies." - Denise Levertov Not the salt found in blood, semen, tears or mucus, dried from wounds or sickness or deprivation but the salt that Jesus asks us to be, Be the salt of the earth. To be sprinkled and spread, lightly, ocean spray settling on barren and untouched skin, to sparkle on bodies who cry out to be flavored with delights and to be tasted while shouting joy to the heavens acclaiming, I am alive!
Fit for Ceres
“Essentially modern in character,majestic in its dignity and size,and dominant in its unchanging beauty…” – John A. Holabird and John Wellborn Root Jr., Architects Of the Chicago Board of Trade Building, Completed 1930
Your body tells a story like a finely designed and well-built building. Do the front doors revolve? Open by pulling or by pushing? Swing, unhinged for handling? How many exterior step-backs layer - because you never want to put your whole self out there at the same time for those on the ground to point and ogle at the very shape of your self - from the ground to the air that swirls around the feet of Ceres, the goddess of grain and of agriculture and of fertility. Questions inhabit buildings: What is the occupancy rate? Bathrooms convenient? How long do guests wait for the one express elevator to rise to where you reside?