Some Unsaid Things
Joan Larkin, Amazon Poetry, 1975
I was not going to say
how you lay with me
nor where your hands went
& left their light impressions
nor whose face was white
as a splash of moonlight
nor who spilled the wine
nor whose blood stained the sheet
nor which one of us wept
to set the dark bed rocking
nor what you took me for
nor what I took you for
nor how your fingertips
in me were roots
light roots torn leaves put down—
nor what you tore from me
nor what confusion came
of our twin names
nor will I say whose body
opened, sucked, whispered
like the ocean, unbalancing
what had seemed a safe position
This Frenzy 
I am working on how my engagement with this poem grows over a period of 7 days right now!! (mary oliver notion) I chose this poem particularly because it interests me and got all excited to see it posted here. 🙂 thank you!
I love the idea of sitting with a poem for days at a time. I also try to memorize some so I can get off the page and feel over and over how they roll in my mouth, how their lines change my breath. I got to study with Joan last spring, which was an amazing experience!