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Into Eros is about recovery after sexual violence. Anne Carson's assertion that Eros is "the biggest risk of your life" takes on a new meaning within legacies of trauma, and on a quest to rediscover desire and healing. This chapbook might help survivors, by offering a complex view of life after violence which includes both difficulty and joy. "Brigley bravely confronts what it is to be a woman in a world that sees women as prey" - Maggie Smith, author of Goldenrod & Good Bones
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PUBLISHED BY VERVE POETRY PRESS
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© 2021 Zoe Brigley
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FIRST PUBLISHED OCT 2021
Printed and bound in the UK by Positive Print, Birmingham
ISBN: 978-1-912565-67-2
ePub ISBN: 978-1-913917-73-9
Cover Artwork: Learning the Last Bright Routes by Victoria Brookland
The Pumpkin Flowers Take Pleasure Too
It Might Be Impossible for Her to Love
When I Touch the Poison Sumac, I Become it Too
She Tells You About the Second Time
Antoinette Cento
What They Say About Antoinette
Bloom Sonnets
Frog Town
Somehow Despite Everything
The Last Days of August
The Apple Blossom Persuades the Bee
You Loved Her Body
Circle Poem
Monarch
The Moon Laughs Over Quarantine
Still She Survived
Imprint
At Magdala
Psych- : An Erasure After John Keats
She Has Found Her Own Pleasure
Erotica for the Print Makers
After the Yanartaş
Your story begins the moment Eros enters you. That incursion is the biggest risk of your life.
—Anne Carson
Love is awful. It’s painful. Frightening. It makes you doubt yourself, judge yourself, distance yourself. It takes strength to know what’s right. And love isn’t something that weak people do.
—Fleabag
Into Eros
At dawn, pumpkin flowers loosen themselves
for the rain. Male buds in bloom for weeks give
way to females flowering. Incandescent,
vivid orange, petals open: submissive
like a wild creature folding back its ears:
the stigma like a nipple. But a teacher
once told me that humans are “the only
species that evolved to make sex a pleasure
for females.” Still the pumpkin flowers stand
engorged without shame or fear & what feeling
when the bee completes its dusty circuit,
brush of fur from its tight, hard body? Now
flowers are shutting slowly, delicately: a woman
crossing her legs: lips closing after a kiss.
the way she wants to because sometimes at night