Poetry

mind your eyes cover lgMIND YOUR EYES  BY MARIAN FRANCES WHITE
Mind Your Eyes is Marian Frances White's second book of poetry. Through her direct yet subtle voice that is carved from the elemental longing of life in Newfoundland, White takes us on a journey through the secrets of her ancestral survival, to travels that conjure up the beauty of a Jamaican night, or a communion with the Greek gods and goddesses.
In Mind Your Eyes there is an underlying current of belonging to a global community, one where a poem can take us to an encounter with forbidden love and back to the watchful eye of a lover. In the three sections of Mind Your Eyes, there is room for readers to move in, get comfortable, and make themselves at home.
ISBN: 1-894294-60-2, 96 Pages, 5.5 X 8.5 paper$15.00 {simplecaddy code=008 nextcid=46}

 

 

skinny dipping lrg1996 Skinny Dipping, White’s first book of poetryPublished by gynergy books, P.E.I.
White rips superficialities from language, seeking the palpitating energy of verbs - both crude and deluxe, the crucial heart of poetry. George Elliot ClarkeThe Chronicle$15.00{simplecaddy code=009 nextcid=55}

 

 

 

 

 

Here are samples of poetry from Mind Your Eyes and Skinny Dipping

St. Mary’s Bay

Shameless affectionate gannets
mate by the thousands
before ageless granite
hills green with victory
they have won a corner of the world
no small wonder
why here
and not the next ocean erect cliff
another age old question
unanswerable
the sheep baa to the gannet grrr
tourists leave 
speechless
lens closed
past patches of open iris

Marian Frances White 
2 stanzas, 15 lines
(taken from Mind Your Eyes)


Book Binders

Spines press
into a futon
our layers unfold
like leaves of a book
we bind our wor(l)d
shape the dialogue within our bodies
title our forehead for lovers’ eyes
press our lips to hold our wor(l)d
our fingers the thread that writes
the lines of our skin like prologues
using sandpaper to curve this fiction
made rough from a lifetime of leather drafts
the tools we use to shape this day
this body binding hour
are not clamps or hammers or punches
but finishing tools – our bodies
the hot plate that supports the cradle
our bodies the press boards thick enough
to not warp this story
our bodies make book binders
eager to work
long into the night

Marian Frances White
from Skinny Dipping, 1996