"Her Lips Are Copper Wire" by Jean Toomer

View this email on a browser Forward to a friend January 26, 2019   Her Lips Are Copper Wire   Jean Toomer

whisper of yellow globes gleaming on lamp-posts that sway like bootleg licker drinkers in the fog and let your breath be moist against me like bright beads on yellow globes telephone the power-house that the main wires are insulate (her words play softly up and down dewy corridors of billboards) then with your tongue remove the tape and press your lips to mine till they are incandescent            This poem is in the public domain. About This Poem   "Her Lips Are Copper Wire" was published in Cane (Boni and Liveright, 1923).   Jean Toomer was born on December 26, 1894, in Washington, D.C. A writer of prose and poetry, he is most known for his hybrid classic, Cane (Boni and Liveright, 1923). He died in Doylestown, Pennsylvania, on March 30, 1967. Poetry by Toomer   Cane (Penguin Classics, 2019) "Romance Sonambulo" by Federico García Lorca "Even the Gods" by Nicole Sealey "The Phantom Guest" by Natalie Clifford Barney January Guest Editor: TC Tolbert   Thanks to TC Tolbert, author of Gephyromania (Ahsahta Press, 2014), who curated Poem-a-Day for this month's weekdays. Read a Q&A with Tolbert about his curatorial approach this month and find out more about our guest editors for the year. Thanks for being a part of the Academy of American Poets community. To learn about other programs, including National Poetry Month, Poem in Your Pocket Day, the annual Poets Forum, and more, visit Poets.org.   You are receiving this e-mail because you elected to subscribe to our mailing list. If you would like to unsubscribe, please click here.   © Academy of American Poets 75 Maiden Lane, Suite 901, New York, NY 10038