Marlene Tholl

Marlene Tholl

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Small and Green Records
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AND NOT COME UNDONE

Written By: Marlene Tholl

Witchcraft is better worked when one’s alone
The subtleties of my passions run to seeds and shells and stones
Air caress me
Eros is the lushness of my body
Moving through time

If I don’t need a man
What do I want one for
If I don’t need a man
What do I want one for
If I don’t need a man
What do I want one for
If I don’t need a man
What do I want one for

On the other side of love the paths aren’t marked
The hills are nameless
The land falls into sea of depths unplumbable and blameless
Am I wounded
Am I healed
My questions are the gulls that wheel and ride over the breakers

If I don’t need a man…

Skin on skin
Tongue on tongue
To let him in
And not come undone

White satin amidst the shimmying ghosts
Hydrangea moon spills ‘round the posts
Of my dancing porch
We dive into the bellying waves
I’m deft at joy
But my dark heart saves just one more smoking torch

Skin on skin
Tongue on tongue
To let him in
And not come undone

SILT

Written By: Marlene Tholl

Red oaks
Old and high and dim-leafed
Their branches saw in this cold wind
Blasting off the waterlands
I am your acorn
Plant me rosy from pleasuring myself in dreams
And I’ll overflow with silty past

Come to me in my garden of flooded statuary
The mud of the delta sticks to the thighs
Of a white marble nymph
A sleeping cat in agate
Is all but buried in debris
One pointed ear
One veined temple exposed above the muck

There is a statute in the law book of my mistress:
“Taste all efflusions”
Another: “Go forth until the daub on your tongue proves salty”
In dream I go cold and absent
At the spot of blood on a white sweater
Wouldn’t it taste of salt?
If only I could lift it from the cotton
And taste

I read you
I am an adept at reading you
Truth is latent in me
Waiting for the Flood Moon
Like the sea sloshing the Durdle Dor
I feel the days pick pick pick
At my chalky ribs

The cure:
Each day
Going forth
To find salt
On a freshwater delta

Ericina

Written By: Marlene Tholl

In the rock
In the buzzing wind
In my blood
She lives

Bowl of earth and sea
She lives, she lives
Bowl of ecstatic air
She lives, she lives

She lives
She lives, she lives
She lives
She lives, she lives