Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2010

Winehouse

by Frances Borden

When I saw Amy Winehouse
staring from the mask of her face
I wanted to go there myself,
leave my clothes at the water's edge
and sink into the substance of myself.
To hell with everyone else,
this earth, this too patient place.
I want to spin time
and pivot space around me
like a dress.

Added: 30.04.2010

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