Thursday, January 31, 2013

Soil and Eggs


olive oil, onion, salt and pepper:

and then a female is born,
sucked into this world by a storm

long hair like an umbrella pulled inside-out
Body like a rib -- plunged into the bloody earth

and Mother Nature carefully
gives her breasts and calls her beautiful,
like the center of an egg

[Yolk drips from the door-post
and this world is blessed with a place to call home.]

{For Sarah Veak}

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