By Kjerstin Anne Kauffman
You caught me up
old world
in obsolescent fabric
stiff &
loosely shaped
tabbinet, cambric
martin’s hide
lace
my head /
your sculptures
my bowels /
your weight
—you bookshop
of stitchery!
teach me to intimate
what hasn’t shaken out:
the pleasure of
taking off;
simplicity; cotton;
have I been
naked before? yes,
and then forgotten
Kjerstin Anne Kauffman holds an M.F.A. from Johns Hopkins University, where she taught creative writing before her recent move to Valparaiso, IN. Her poems appear in Unsplendid, Mezzo Cammin, 32 Poems, and elsewhere, and her prose in The Hopkins Review and The American Poetry Review.
