February 2013-March 2014
17 poets, 15 months, creating 1 contemporary reworking of Ovid’s Metamorphoses
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Poems Inspired by Book 6
Rebecca Audra Smith, Sadaf Fatima
and Karin Heyer
‘The king in his guilty passion often took pleasure with the body he had so mutilated.’
by Rebecca Audra Smith
She let fall a string of no’s
so I took her tongue.
What use was it to her, to speak?
She was making too much fuss,
stressing me out. I ran for miles,
going nowhere, treading
old ground. I thought of her,
silence between four walls except
for the noisy mess of her hands
my fists dragged the air.
A man looks good with a sister each side,
she shadows my wife’s gilded days,
a limbless knowledge.
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