still flayed by the swollen pelt racked by pain
durable whiteness
amidst the cracked red sea
a new landscape across my canvas
a new story
you orestes
me hypatia
alack
to have veered so beautifully
the fragrant path
a fugue
hiatus
midsummer night’s dream
as a lark in a rabbit’s hole
queen maeb
the fairies’ midwife
who gallops night by night
with blistered plagues
yet delivers sweet jewels into my weary hands
midnight blue belladonna
no more to be dissuaded from the arrows of the heart
September 29, 2013