Before We Were Three / 2001

I remember reverence. I’ve licked the skin.

Did you taste salt? Did you think He was softened with oil?


I did taste oil. There was no oil.

Will you breathe? Will you dream with Him?


I also breathed

Him in with scents


of anise and licorice

root. I dream


the body

I love





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Reprinted with permission of the author.

Previously published in The Mistress, 2016, 3: A Taos Press

Catherine Strisik

Catherine Strisik, poet, teacher, editor is Taos, New Mexico’s 2nd Poet Laureate 2020-2021 with an enlivening Poetry in Nature project; ...more