by bpNichol
teach me song, i
would sing, teach me
love. i would
i were open
to it. teach me
to pray
privately, praise
quietly
those things
i should. show me
the grace
of movement
& touch - that much
i would offer
to her. teach me
more - a way
for me
to reach her
who beckons
hesitantly. teach me
to be sure.
Copyright © 1990 by the Estate of bpNichol
Used by permission of Eleanor Nichol
This is a cooperative publication of
Chax Press and
Light and Dust Mobile Anthology of Poetry