Poets speaking up to Adani – Jennifer Harrison


Fairy Floss



spun to its finest skeins

with all the strands of the past



around a flimsy balsa stick


this soft numb form

is like life’s airy drift


the flimsiest tangle

of  DNA


you, me

the taste of becoming


the idea that sex

is about melting


each other

under no one’s tongue



Jennifer Harrison





Photos in collage from: CSIRO CC BY 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0) via Wikimedia Commons

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