[col grid=”2-1″] It is the silk that rustles by Michael Bradford
it is the silk that rustles
not her thighs
you dream of them
flitting about
a gleaming burst of gold and copper flint
beneath a light sea of sheets
a light scent of rain
woven through the sweltering breeze
it is the silk that rustles
and gathers at her feet
in tiny waves
you see how they form,
gathering armies
marching across the terrain of her flesh
for the theatre of my desire
you see how it all disappears
into the crevice of her thighs
and is reborn
of course, you will remember
the moment you realize
a certain kind of death
is inevitable
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Poem by Michael Bradford
Poetry box by Diane Barceló (b. 1957, Hartford, Connecticut, USA) received her B.F.A. from the Corcoran School of Art, Washington, DC in 1982 and her MFA in sculpture from the University of Maryland, College Park in 1989.
Residencies include IPARK (East Haddam, Connecticut), the Banff Center for the Arts (Alberta, Canada), Byrdcliffe Artists Colony (Woodstock, NY), a foundry internship at Johnson Atelier (Trenton, New Jersey) and the Griffis Foundation (Sophia, Bulgaria). Awards include the 2006 sculpture fellowship from the Connecticut Commission on Culture and Tourism. Her mixed media installations, works on paper and photography have been shown in galleries and museums in the United States such as the Mattatuck Museum, the University of Connecticut (Avery Point and Stamford Campuses), The Corcoran Gallery of Art, Mitchell College, Roanoke College and Rosemont College. Her work has been reviewed in The Philadelphia Inquirer, The Washington Post, The Washington Review, The Observer and The C-ville review. Diane Barcelo lives and works in New London, Connecticut. http://postmedium.org/dianebarcelo, or http://picasaweb.google.com/dianebarcelo