After Matisse’s Back Series I Yesterday, I hiked a narrow hidden path to the frozen waters of Lake Helen. Still, they were fluid, distant. I grazed my body along her curve and this must have been the way you were blinded. Scooping earth from the waysides of her belly, cupping it in the crescents of your palms, nearing so close to your lips as to melt it with your breath. This way, you could lean yourself into the valley of her back, slide over the rise of her thighs and whisper the strokes of perfection like a tourist, with hiking poles and an oversized backpack, stunned by the foreignness, the relevance of beauty. II Too stunned, almost, to unload your pack and stay the night in its curvature, its mystified bend. The morning appears and the lines that the evening weight contours seem more jagged at this hour. Like this, the trees themselves grow thick: A neck speared through the blades of an open back, its leaves, folding, more than blowing, into themselves, out of themselves. III I do not blame you for the blindness. It is hard to tell beauty from the backside of a stone, a lake, a day. I envy your strength, uprooting the tree like that, carrying the trunk down through the leaning path, away from the frozen body and evening and dawn. The way you must have lifted it above your head, thrust it with such a force as to rip apart the firm of her back and leave it there. IV Though by now you must be an exhausted traveler, having already woken in the break of the day to watch the ways in which sunlight traces and pools, you are comforted in the subtleties of stillness. She has become two pillars and you, an artist, unforming. Yael Herzog Yael Herzog: "I have received my MFA from Bar Ilan University, and received the Andrea Moriah Poetry Prize in May, 2017. My work has previously been published in Eclectica Magazine and Aurora Poetry, and was nominated for the Sundress Publications 2019 Best of the Net Anthology. I grew up in New Jersey and now live in Tel Aviv, Israel, where I teach English to middle school and high school students.
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