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Paper Buddha & Some Ice Cubes

art and poetry by Toni Barca
(04/12/06)

                                                                                                                                               


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I Offer You Knowledge



My baby was able to string my paper lantern
   on the naked light bulb.
The fan above it blows cool air
It's an easy day,
I'm lying back wearing nothing but a linen shirt
   and a bra.
My pubic bone furred, my legs thrown
   up on the wall,
reading some article about Hemingway and his Jane.
I would love to get a bottle of rum,
throw some ice cubes
in a low ball, & sip, staring up at my
   saffron paper lantern,
mesmerized by the scene of Buddha
getting it on with his Consort.
Their lips intertwined, the sweat of their
   mating like drops of ice falling upon my brow.
The sound of moans a welcome aum of breaths
   shared rising on waves of spirit fires

I watch for any sign of erotic life...









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She Kneels


The sun sets in my bedroom.
Feeling the Pasadena heat roll out
   to the shores of Africa.
I would never kill white zebras, but
I hunt for the shadowy figure of
   John Huston
playing cat & mouse
   with some elephant.

I meet Anais Nin, who whispers
that she hates panties, dropping them
    from my ceiling;
black lace mini things that would
   never fit my woman's hips.
I smell the soft cologne of lavender
waft through my open window.

Who has arrived?

Ava Gardner with her cat's eyes,
peers from my closet door.
She licks her finger tips and throws
    me a wink.
She's wearing my leopard blouse and
   Anais' panties.




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Women, Blood, and Semen



She tells me the tale of the Yogi
    she almost had,
Of flirting with Churchill,
   & giving head to Hendrix.

I don't think about work.
I don't think about a future undiscovered.
I just have one wish -- that I could
   kick back nude in my bed,
To bask beneath my paper Buddha
   lantern, while getting drunk;
Perhaps making sexual advances
   upon myself --
I'm gonna call in sick tomorrow.


©2006 by Toni Barca

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Some of Toni Barca's original artwork has just been accepted by The Kinsey Institute for Research in Sex, Gender, and Reproduction (Indiana University), as part of their permanent collection. Her work was originally published by Clean Sheets a few years ago. Her poetry and articles have appeared in Bparis.com, Scarlet Letters, The Word(japan), Bad Attitude, and other places. See her Web site for more information, and also her blog.



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