Poems by James Downs
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The Skin
by James Downs
From Canary Summer 2010
James lives on the western slope of the Sierra Nevada near the watershed of the Tuolumne River and along the watershed of The Merced River.
That thin sheath
between the interior of the body and the world
what we owe standing here bone
bleached by the sun
process that goes in and out the ear everything we hear
we grasp
the apple and bite down
hard indentations
clearly marked
puncture the curve of the earth with our love
© James Downs