from 'The Black Stanzas'
(xiv) blossom/loss
Her breasts sunk-in orbit once
her grief a
blossom/ her green/
her launch of
fists loss.
Her heart/her
diamond
all
blacked-in.
One memory
less than a dragged-out dream.
Her heavy
threads/
her winter legs.
(xv) teeth of swans/swathes of tides
Lipped, the
black water
with its
teeth of swans. Salt-mouth
and its
swathes of tides/black tides
lapping the
land -
the skin of the land/
darkening the
detail of its tattoo.
(xvi) grey wind/sweet shadow
Ghost-sounds/a
grey wind’s journey
through the
trees.
A blackbird’s
sweet shadow
of a song/
its beautiful
black language
(xvii) proud blood/black cloud
Grief,
mirror-deep/
twinned.
Proud blood
of mother and child/
the heave-to
of death.
A hole for a
throat
full of
ribbons and idle creatures/full
of black
cloud and leaves.
A calf with its heart cut out/
everything stained
with milk.
(xviii) buried/bleeding
When not
weeping
and orange with sunlife
poppy
full-out like
a flame,
black buried
throat and sorrow-seed,
gulps upward
the bleeding light.
Wound-worried
the earth beneath
holds on
to all her
buttercups and dust.
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