An excerpt from
Sheepish Beauty
by Erin Mouré
3) Fold
The fold. Arm leaning on the floor & shoulder pushed
up weight of, leaning folded. The room light women
sitting leaning listening the voices sonorous. Their
seams meet & touch, are folded, by the reader (you)
visible in their absence. The sound of voices sonorous
sonority sorority rarity ibly ably blé wheat. Wheat
folded. Wheat the green smell grain growing field.
The fold. Folded earth into the earth. Alberta.
Light air. Her black shirt white shorts & knees folded.
Their lives touch. She looks back at her & smiles as she
smiles at every woman. she smiles she folds back. The
sewn fold a seam. She & she. Who who is. Or seems.
the woman & the woman she told you of. You reader.
As it seems, the fold turns over the women raising up
on elbows craning listening not watching her anyhow.
She is here. & sees her. Seize no seems.
"& erase with your palm"
A line between fields, in a small wood
Those windows