By Margaret Atwood
The table is a flat void,
barren as total freedom. Though behold
A sharp twist
like taking a jar top off
and it is a living
skeleton, mine, round,
that lies on the plate before me
red as a pomegranate,
every cell a hot light.
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Speeches For Doctor Frankenstein
PoetryIn 1966, before they were international sensations, Margaret Atwood and Charles Pachter teamed up to create Speeches for Doctor Frankenstein — now a unique piece of cultural history. In a book that has only existed as an artist book of fifteen cop...
