Adrienne Rich - Calibrations lyrics
[Adrienne Rich - Calibrations lyrics]
He tunes her guitar for Landstuhl
Where she will sit on beds and sing
Ballads from when Romany roamed Spain
A prosthetic hand calibrates perfectly
The stem of a glass or how to stroke a face
Is this how far we have come
To make love easy
Ghost limbs go into spasms in the night
You come back from war with the body you have
What you can’t bear carry endure lift
You’ll have to drag
It’ll come with you the ghostlimb
The shadow blind
Echo of your body spectre of your soul
Let’s not talk yet of making love
Nor of ingenious devices replacing touch
And this is not theoretical:
A poem with calipers to hold a heart
So it will want to go on beating
Where she will sit on beds and sing
Ballads from when Romany roamed Spain
A prosthetic hand calibrates perfectly
The stem of a glass or how to stroke a face
Is this how far we have come
To make love easy
Ghost limbs go into spasms in the night
You come back from war with the body you have
What you can’t bear carry endure lift
You’ll have to drag
It’ll come with you the ghostlimb
The shadow blind
Echo of your body spectre of your soul
Let’s not talk yet of making love
Nor of ingenious devices replacing touch
And this is not theoretical:
A poem with calipers to hold a heart
So it will want to go on beating