I'm very pleased to be a body. Can there be someone without a body? <br />As you hold mine I feel firmly assured that bodies are the right thing <br />and I think all life is a body. I'm happy about trees, grass and water, <br />especially with the sun shining on it. I slip into it, a summer pleasure. <br /> <br />I have hurt the body. That's when I know I need it most in its whole <br />condition. If I could prove it to you by giving pain you would agree <br />but I prefer you with your body pressed to mine as if to say it is how <br />we know. Think, when two must separate how sad it is for each then <br />having to find another way to affirm their bodies. Knock one against <br />another or tree or rock and there's your pain. Now we have our arms <br />filled with each other. Could we not grow old in this posture and be <br />buried as one body which others would do for us tenderly?<br /><br />David Ignatow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/at-this-moment-8/
