I want to be in grass,

By: Elisabeth Blair

in green, bitten if I must but raw,
laid out on the hill, dark sky,
lines of sight. I want to amuse
you, make you laugh, see the
flavor of it go up. I want

to help you watch it move.
I want to be present, not
absolute.I want my legs apart
in grass, and your hands
with new work, new opinions.
New sounds wracked from
your chest.





Elisabeth Blair is a poet based in Vermont. She has been artist-in-residence at ACRE, Kimmel Harding Nelson Center for the Arts, and Atlantic Center for the Arts. Her publications include a chapbook, We He She/It (Dancing Girl Press, 2016), a forthcoming chapbook, without saying (Ethel Press, 2020), and poems in a variety of journals, including Feminist Studies and cream city review. She is currently honored to lead the poetry workshop for the Burlington Writers Workshop in Vermont. www.elisabethblair.net