Thursday, July 23, 2020
Friday, July 10, 2020
Repost: Poem: Hockney at Bellevue . . . "the promise of love's eternal blank comfort"
 Hockney at Bellevue
Hockney at Bellevue 
There’s all kinds of ways to 
enter one of 
Hockney’s pools, 
to part the cerulean acrylic, 
become California, 
no longer dream young men 
in radiant absence but 
engage perfections of skin 
and promise of
love eternal’s blank comfort, 
including this way, in winter 
3,000 miles away and 
over a sludge of feta and 
fries, 
indistinct life's landscape 
not thrilled with 
its inability to be simply 
necessary (without 
a pallid cuisine of industrial 
vistas, no inside, no 
hospital, no chance to see 
humanity restored by 
experts reconstructing 
pools of human flesh). 
 __________ 
Sarah Sarai, pub. in Parthenon West Review, 2010.
Collected in That Strapless Bra in Heaven (Kelsay Books), 2020.
Saturday, May 9, 2020
After and Sometimes . a poem from Stonewalls' Legacy Anthology
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After and Sometimes
Relive those parties where every bottle was uncorked and
passed around and everyone smoked everything, double-
checked each auto’s glove box for at least a Sherman or 
a roach. And you left with exactly the wrong woman who 
was exactly the right one, if only for less than twelve hours. 
And not everyone was anything, not white, employed,
focused. And all had self-righteous halos of wild hair 
imperfect as a precisely imprecise stitch in a Persian rug.
You had fun. We all did. It had become more possible.
Sarah Sarai. Stonewalls Legacy: A Poetry Anthology. Hidden Gems Press., Ed. Rusty Rose & Marc Rosen. 2019.
*Ashley DeLeon Nicole https://www.thespruce.com/free-birthday-party-games-1356524
Sunday, March 1, 2020
WE KNEW HOW #poem We waited for our laptops to recognize our sovereignty. Were comforted by a lavender mist ... #decomp #SarahSarai
"We Knew How" was published in decomP magazinE, August 2015.
And in Geographies of Soul and Taffeta (Indolent Books).
Thursday, February 13, 2020
poems that dance on a faultline... @Mistress_Tweet on #That Strapless Bra in Heaven ...Mary Meriam-reviews #poems
Thank you, Mary, although I'm really not erudite. I simply remember
books I read in college. Sarah 
 Reviewed in the United States on February 9, 2020
 Reviewed in the United States on February 9, 2020
Sarah Sarai throws her balls of erudition in the air and juggles them into poems that dance on a faultline between frolic and rage. What does “that strapless bra in heaven” represent? It’s a subversive, underwire, feminist image: breasts free of straps, comfortably supported, floating like angels. It’s also a lesbian image: a symbol of 
pink and lacy bliss. “Who wouldn’t want to spend millennia  / in a fine female breast?” Sarai asks queer questions and answers them in a dazzling milieu of her own creation. No one writes like Sarah Sarai.
Friday, February 7, 2020
Like That Strapless Bra! @ https://www.facebook.com/thatstraplessbra/ #poems #poetrycollection
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Poems in Strapless were first published in Prelude, Boston Review, Posit, Ethel, Barrow Street, Zocalo Public Square, Oddball, Birds Fall Silent in the Mechanical Sea, Quiddity, Isacoustic, SWWiM, and many other fine journals.
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Monday, February 3, 2020
Relive those parties where every bottle was uncorked... "After and Sometimes" #poem
After and Sometimes
Relive those parties where every bottle was uncorked and
passed around and everyone smoked everything, double-
checked each auto’s glove box for at least a Sherman or 
a roach. And you left with exactly the wrong woman who 
was exactly the right one, if only for less than twelve hours. 
And not everyone was anything, not white, employed,
focused. And all had self-righteous halos of wild hair 
imperfect as a precisely imprecise stitch in a Persian rug.
You had fun. We all did. It had become more possible.
Sarah Sarai. Stonewalls' Legacy: A Poetry Anthology. Hidden Gems Press., Ed. Rusty Rose & Marc Rosen. 2019.
photo. Sarah Sarai. Madison Square Park.
photo. Sarah Sarai. Madison Square Park.
Thursday, January 30, 2020
"this poet is tuned in to the idiosyncratic and has something to say about it" - review of Strapless
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Poet Sarah Sarai knows how to make a line zing,
grab your attention, shock you a little or a lot, and make you
laugh. All in one stanza. That is no small feat. This poet is very tuned in to
the idiosyncratic and has something to say about it. Actually, a lot to say. "My
mood is London longing for a blue sky. I take the Hudson River as my lover, /
the Southwest as my comforter, Mount Shasta as my tomb. Who wouldn’t want to
spend millennia in a fine female breast? …” from her book THAT STRAPLESS BRA IN
HEAVEN where life IS a train wreck. But Sarai gets past all that with other
train wrecks, from other lives, from history, near and far, from myths and
legends, from the wake-up call of a weary friend: “One morning he pulled me
aside, to advise I never check myself into Bellevue.” This is poetry on
acid with a twist of real. You have to be wide open to rap lines the way
Sarai does. The book is lyrical, musical, unforgiving. I’m not suggesting this
poet is heartless. Not by any stretch. She just keeps the soft and mushy under wraps, giving us a
peek, here and there. Because she’s an original. Very highly recommended.
Susan Tepper is author of, most recently, the novel 
What Drives Men (Wilderness House).
photo: The East River. Taken by Sarah Sarai.
Thursday, January 23, 2020
Peril #52 of Having a Mother #poem #Stonewall #mothers #sex
Peril #52 of Having a Mother
Alois talked up
fastidious habits he
observed while engaged
in love's excitations.
Bus drivers on Haight
were clued in, shop clerks,
everyone in a radius knew
his pride of ownership.
I wish Mom talked sex
as much as he did.
I know lots about travels of the spirit.
I'm sort of mental.
May I take off my clothes.
observed while engaged
in love's excitations.
Bus drivers on Haight
were clued in, shop clerks,
everyone in a radius knew
his pride of ownership.
I wish Mom talked sex
as much as he did.
I know lots about travels of the spirit.
I'm sort of mental.
May I take off my clothes.
That’s a prayer. 
May I take off my clothes,
roll about and know the cloud of unknowing.
Sweetie, it wants to be known, don’t you think?
Sarah Sarai. Stonewalls' Legacy: A Poetry Anthology. Hidden Gems Press., Ed. Rusty Rose & Marc Rosen. 2019.
Friday, January 17, 2020
“Darwinian Arguments for the Quick Grab" #poem
On the Shelving Cart
“Pictorial Archive of Female Touch”
“Freud’s How-To: Volume IX 
            of the Academy of Futile Investigations”
“Library of Geological Curiosity:  Female Orgasm 
            Challenges to the Richter Scale”
“Proceedings of the Society for Sensual Revelation”
“Darwinian Arguments for the Quick Grab”
“Theoretical Orgasm: A Position Paper”
“Real Deal Orgasm: Authentications”
“Paradigms of Necessary Ecstasy”
“Tendencies to Colonize the Cunt”
“No Longer that Rare Rapture: 
            An Expository Essay”
“Inner Thigh Love in the Early Middle Ages”
“Your Porous Skin So Hungry”
“Mechanical Schemata for Quickies”
“Rounded Hip on Rounded Hip: 
            A Cartographer’s Dream” 
“Universal Primer on Teaching Touch”
 “Finger-probing Vaginal Regions and 
            Other Investigatory Bliss”
 “Stately Pleasure Domes”
“Love’s Globalization: Sacred Texts on 
            Orgasm as Universal Verity”
“Venture Capitalism: Artifact of 
            Nothing in Contrast to Women Sighing”
“American Medical Association’s
            Acknowledgement of the Embodied 
            Ache for Pleasure”
“The Atlas of Female and Non-binary 
            Explorations in a New World”
“American Medical Association
            Addendum:  Immeasurable 
            Possibilities of Gratification”
“I Married a Vagina: An Inside Story” 
“Big: America Awakens”
“Expansionists Praise Ample Regions of Flesh”
“Vag on Vag: We Happy”
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Sarah Sarai. Sinister Wisdom: The Lesbian Body Issue, Fall 2017
Saturday, January 4, 2020
if you suffer sensitivity to shellfish, fishy smells, fish scales . . .
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Do Not Take This Medication . . .
If you are prone to choking, choke when prone, 
smell gas, pass gas, are gas lit in the gaslight 
of a dark night; suffer sensitivity to shellfish, 
fishy smells, fish scales, practicing scales, 
scaling a climb-wall, toy towns built to scale, 
that youth who can’t come out of their shell, 
oh, that’s you; if you are allergic to all-beef patties, 
Peppermint Patty, Patty Hearst, an Irishman 
named Paddy, Patty Duke, the Patty Duke of Earl, 
duking it out with some schmuck. Do not take 
This Medication if allergic to flu shots, recently flew, 
fear wearable software with a virus. Do no use 
software at the dinner table. Only flatware.
—Sarah Sarai, First Literary Review East, Nov. 2019
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