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Wendy Videlock

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THERE'S NOTHING MORE

THERE'S NOTHING MORE

THERE'S NOTHING MORE

There’s nothing more
erotic than

one red

Chilean plum
slumbered in

the brown palm
of the curved

hand of the right
man.

© 2008, Wendy Videlock
From: Poetry, Vol. 191, No. 4, January
Publisher: Poetry, Chicago

Wendy Videlock

Wendy Videlock

(United States of America, 1961)

Wendy Videlock’s poems seem to grow from the same plot as myths, fables and morals. Her slender poems approach the reader with a conversational tone and precise language, pulling her short lines taut and lending them an aphoristic air. Asked about the brevity of her verse, she suggests that “the more we carry on about a subject, the more likely we are to lose its essence”.

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CHANGE

WHO

MY MOSES

VANITY FLARE

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THERE'S NOTHING MORE

THE OWL

THE WOMAN WITH A TUMOR IN HER NECK

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THERE'S NOTHING MORE

There’s nothing more
erotic than

one red

Chilean plum
slumbered in

the brown palm
of the curved

hand of the right
man.

From: Poetry, Vol. 191, No. 4, January

THERE'S NOTHING MORE

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