Here's a poem for my talented and wonderful wife, Shanna. It was originally published in Wilderness House Literary Review.
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A Moment In Her Beauty
she weaves clay,
sculpts fleece,
joining them
with her magic.
hands
like meshed pentacles
hypnotize earth,
swim across looms,
each thread a strand
in the fur of a spirit;
each touch a leap
through gardens
of fabric—
she a sail
over loon-blessed waters,
guided by crystals
in her gaze—
blue eyes
like steppingstones
on which heartbeats
and tigers
float.
Monday, June 21, 2010
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beautiful, specially she a sail / over loon-blessed waters
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