Eileen R. Tabios – Three soundscape poems from The Engkanto’s Diary

 

#72

Tell me more of the unending radiance

your eyes discovered when pressed

 

against the hole into a honeycomb.

Say turquoise. Say my uncut hair

 

coiling around your eyes. Say berry.

Say your finger circled hard around

 

my toe. Tell me more of the unending

radiance erupting when eyes pressed

 

against honeyed wombs.  Say my name.

You don’t know my name?  Make it

 

up. Then say my name.  Tell me more

of the unending radiance of honeyed eyes.