Spring 1987 • Vol. IX No. 2 PoetryApril 1, 1987 |

Portrait: Woman, Aged Thirty, Posed on Flowered Couch

She thought the education of the soulCame all at once, as it didFor Saul, lucky boy, trailedBy lightning until the right moment,Crawling out from under his horseWith a new name and profession.But daily the weather comes around,And he who claims to love herIs still there in the morningButtering toast, calling her yetAnother nonsensical name. She thought the battles of the selfWere fought out in the old high styleAnd disposed of, leaving herDappled with virtue.But she is regularly infectedBy a mild self-love, a would-be martyrWho dreams of the executioner's knifeAnd wakes reverencing heathen godsIn her safe bed. What will educate herTo the mirror and the clock,All those exigencies? Like a flower,She colors in the moment.Meanwhile, the anger of GodWaits in her cupboards,Ready to fill the house, batteringThe knickknacks into a new sensibility,Re-foundering the HellenisticShapes she calls fear.

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Clare Rossini’s most recent book, Lingo, was published by the University of Akron Press. She is currently completing a collection that includes poems about science, technology, and climate change. She is artist-in-residence at Trinity College in Hartford, Connecticut, where she directs a program placing Trinity students in a public school arts classroom.

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