Thank you to Christopher Luna again for his Tuesday Zoom poetry session. The sonnet I wrote below exists because of his prompt inspired by Richard Serra's process for creating "Verb List" 1967. The prompt asked to build a long list of verbs and then create a poem from one or many of the verbs.
Praise
I crave to hand you my open body,
strike the matches of my fingers,
squint my eyes against your bright
moments. I want to glaze over time,
dip my hours into a revised self.
I kiss you on this night and a breeze
enters an open window. I clothe
our exhaustion into a bedsheet of moon
glow. I browse your body like a shelf of books,
but you are unreadable. In your gaze,
I feel remembered, but more I feel scoured,
like when you whisper your mantras in puja,
pray before your gods and your offerings
and the air around you is vermillion clean.
"...In your gaze,
I feel remembered,"
This is lovely.
Thank you for the links. I really enjoyed the MoMA videos. The ending of your poem is thought provoking.