If you undo your do you would
be strange. Hair has been on my mind.
I used to lean in the doorway
and watch my stony woman wind
the copper through the black, and play
with my understanding, show me she cóuld
take a cup of river water,
and watch it shimmy, watch it change,
turn around and become ash bone.
From "The Healing Improvisation of Hair" by Jay Wright
Nude with a Coral Necklace, August Macke, 1910
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