though no bee buzzed              or hummed      nor sun filtered the room; a stumbling light
Only the eerie steel lung lit by blue bulb. A creature from underocean & over the moon

flayed
my skin
to sheer bone

parchment
tissue
for hothouse roses though wrapped in no green ëcello

till I resembled the walking wounded in Warner Pathe films
though I was altered and never again walking but moving- moving.


Lynn Strongin was born, NYC, 1939, and grew up during the war years in New York and various parts of the south. Early studies in musical composition branched out into the study of poetry. She worked for Denise Levertov in Berkeley in the Sixties, began publishing in various anthologies. After eight years in New Mexico, she moved to British Columbia, Canada, where she has lived for the past twenty-five years. in Canada, British dialects affect her tone of voice in poetry. She will have nine published books by mid-2006 (including one electronic chapbook), poems in over thirty anthologies, fifty-five journals in print and on-line. Recently she has been featured poet in New Works Review, Big Bridges, A Little Poetry, and is upcoming featured artist in Artistry in Life, and Snow Monkey. In December, a chapter of her memoir INDIGO was nominated for a Pushcart Prize.
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