In
a place between places, she bathes
in miles of wind with milk-
white linen to wick her dry.
Out
of wild pockets through spiraling
light into ardent worlds
she searches for him, humming
I
am your match,
your mate, your other self,
the dark inside where sight fails.
When
they meet, he invites
her to the dance
and their myth begins.
With
greenglass hearts
and untamed thunder, they
dance past the left hand of light,
air
still, time slack,
as the sun ticks
and the rain hums take it easy.
Past
the eyes of the forest,
the tongues of the sea, they drift
over earth's spine
timing
steps to ghost music
where love spins its web in a wind
anchored in thorns.
Ruth
Daigon edited Poets On: for 20 years. Her poems have been widely
published both in print and on the web. Daigon's poetry awards
include "The Eve Of St. Agnes",1993 and 1994 (Negative
Capability) "The Ann Stanford Poetry Prize," 1997
(University of Southern California Anthology). Recent publications
include: Greatest Hits 1971-2000, Ruth Daigon (Pudding House
Publications, Johnstown Oh); and PAYDAY AT THE TRIANGLE (Small
Poetry Press, Select Poets Series)
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