Red Wheelbarrow 2008 text FINAL REVISED.indd - De Anza College
Red Wheelbarrow 2008 text FINAL REVISED.indd - De Anza College
Red Wheelbarrow 2008 text FINAL REVISED.indd - De Anza College
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Shrug | Tina Wilkerson<br />
Sun-kissed shoulders<br />
More like sun-bitten shoulders<br />
Sun freckled, speckled, crackled, deep red-brown<br />
Won’t turn-around shoulders<br />
Sun-battled shoulders<br />
Spouting a grate-like voice to match the weathered skin<br />
Smoker’s rasp without the vice<br />
Sun-shielding shoulders<br />
Flesh made mountains facing the rudiments, the elements<br />
Through squints I caught the sting of light behind them<br />
The wiry hand<br />
Like an outstretched mitt, stiff and calloused<br />
Solidly bony and resilient fingers swallowing my own<br />
They reached out and touched the scarf around my neck<br />
My hands, 2 translucent, pearlescent fish bellies<br />
Now itchy with cold even under the gloves<br />
Even under the bright winter blaze we shared<br />
Was the skin on your own hands ever so thin<br />
Where did those marks come from<br />
Isn’t it bright out<br />
Aren’t you cold<br />
All I got was a shrug<br />
<strong>Red</strong> <strong>Wheelbarrow</strong> | 73
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