Let the poem be
living sculpture,
each line
scaffolding
another.
Balance
line breaks.
Coil clay.
String words
like vertebrae.
Reed in headwind,
lash of whip,
fang, or quill,
powerless
to strike–
without
first
acquiescing
to the vertebrae’s
careful
execution.
terimuso: Poetry by Tammy Iralu 