“Smooth As the Breeze in the Topmost Treetops” © Bill Wolak
wrapped in a tangle of flowers,
Smells the pill-popping blossoms,
Daughter of Eve, shrinking for people
She sees deep.
Dreaming nothing new
Polished porcelain dolls slice with their eyes
Their presence erases all cleanliness
The weakness in their words strengthens Her immunity
Under attack, medicine moods get Her through
Your pallid visage show
Unplugged She shines the brightest
Unknown to the undeserving
I can’t believe, She is Me.
Leigh Parsons is an emerging poet, falling in love with the craft a little over one year ago. “Through contemplative poetic storytelling, my poetry aims to shed light on the challenges of the human experience. I’ve traveled to over eighteen countries across the globe and lived in London for one year. Leaving the insulation of the US was an eye-opening experience, that has influenced my writing.”
Bill Wolak has just published his eighteenth book of poetry entitled All the Wind’s Unfinished Kisses with Ekstasis Editions. His collages and photographs have appeared recently in the 2020 Seattle Erotic Art Festival, the 2020 Dirty Show in Detroit, the 2019 Rochester Erotic Arts Festival, the 2018 Montreal Erotic Art Festival, and Naked in New Hope 2018.