Poetry Woman is Poetry Mother
Queen of her household
She provides provision and shelter,
and to whomever reach her apron,
the same she graces.
Poetry Man is Poetry Father
King to his Queen
To his subjects good conscience
Privilege is his coat of armor.
Poetry Child straddles them both,
child eyes that dazzle of first light and lightning,
which at night when they close,
dream stairways to heaven.
The child matures,
Then to childhood returns for a final journey,
as salmon to birthing waters swim back to spawn.
From thence, the gender poetic moves on.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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