Ok so I have had a marvellous weekend of poetry an misbehaving the with powerful lyrical political poetry dynamo Steph Pike, we poeted as a an opener for the wonderful Carol Robson’s show finding me the show is is by turns informative, amusing and a powerful reminder of our capacity to change ourselves and live the lives we were truly meant to. I mentioned her on the radio show today highlighting the fact she has done all the AMAZING adventurous intellectual things she has done after fifty lives do have second acts. To end that ovely emotion I bring you a slightly odd poem winged to me by hangover and the power of new bra, seriously a life altering bra I strapped it on today and felt ready for anything even writing this kind of poem.
How to be ok With Being in a Human Body
Let your leg hair grow for the first time since you were thirteen
feel how soft you are
stop plucking your eyebrows
learn to love how they look when you do
work up to it
f**** myopic men let them tell you you are beautiful
start to believe them close your eyes feel their body
imagine how wonderful you feel
with practise you can f**** men who f**** G Ballard
who take a curatorial interest in the shape of your scars
pore over your pores your wrinkles
who look at you right up close their eyes saucers
who breathe you in deep an when you leave
complain their sheets don’t hold your scent.