Poetry Club on the Road to SouthBy

Some girls I know talked me and another mom into heading to Austin for South by Southwest. On the drive down we read some poetry by Jack Myers and Fatima Hirsi. 

The girls chose a line from one of Fatima's poems to use as as a spring board to write their own.

Here are their offerings:

Skin like the moon melted into the sun

Touched the roughness of my fingertips and my body fell

Folding itself nearly on the floor

I wanted to organize my

 mind sets but the frenzy of the idea of living of breathing of being of holding myself together broke me into pieces

Skin (like the moon melted into the

 sun) reached into me and strung them together: my anxieties my deep sleeps my sharp pains you

-Rosie Ninesling

Skin like the moon melted into the sun,

smooth and supple,

as yet unstained and scarred 

from life's rough embrace.

She descended from the clouds like an ethereal mistress of light.

"I like it here." she said,

despite the furious shaking of heads from the miserable fellows who fled like roaches from her glow.

Warmth spread from her toes and the flowers that it awakened said hello.

She carved a hole in the Earth. And stayed there.

-Audrey Clark

Skin like the moon melted into the sun 

Encompassing breaths that sooth the hearth

Treat me like you treat your evening fire 

Tend to me while you sip your scotch

Gently, urge me in growth 

Look at me as if an undying light shoots from my timid flames

Let my hypnosis fall over the planets your shoulders bear

Fire

Spewing out, you sit too close as to deceive me 

I think I can touch you every time

You are naturally afraid of me 

Fire

You will move my origins and let out a sigh in order to keep the embers orange but

faces are unseen when they are blinding

Fire

Let me burn you so you won't forget

Fumes bring tears

And light

Let us be gods and goddesses of crimson breath

And the fire

the fire beneath our feet will keep us angelic

-Chloe Curiel