Dalliance complete
seeds eaten
the girl returns
like moonlight
or
a ripple of silk.
a breeze
the size of
nothing
wraps around itself
and
a crocus
opens its
infant mouth
and sighs.
a thread of darkness
becomes a tendril
that catches warmth
and pushes hard buds
toward the sky.
her virgin friends
touch each others
eyes and faces
and w h i s p e r
her mother smiles.
(aren’t they just like crocus popping through the ground?)
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
