It was a bulls-eye bruise, but a bandage made of
clouds, a strata wound laminated, revetments of
inertia, a flock of torments, but her lips ermine,
in a lamb’s kiss, healing.
Something wing bay, filamentule, combing marcel,
her hair in Psyche’s knot, shimmering in harness,
as the water mink, softer still, her touching flurries,
like the hirsute floats, of dandelion seeds.
I in court dress dance, the sculptures of Roman seal,
inch of skirt in tog of iron, but she bodice to tucker,
jupe or shift, breechclout and sleepers, a bedgown
from the be-drapes of slumbering moons.
Gather away from winter, wild scallions, seltzer leaf
for scaling kohlrabi, feijoa, Jotunn to gauges
greening, it’s May oath.
I hunger for the spring hours, for shop doors with
glass displays, appetite’s Chaource, or Allgauer
Rahmkase, Beaupre’ de Roybon, Cendre’ d Aizy,
eager reach of choice.
Swede turnips, whortleberries, Junes that custard
near the earth, morning’s damper of remoulade,
Lazarus nigh, that nurse the fruit.
And so be the vestige landings, in recoils of clover,
beloved alameda, trottoir the heart, it’s esplanades,
candling primrose paths, on berms of metier moons.
Lift from telpher, wings provender, wynd for wander,
the damascene lanes, calm appurtenances, as hames
may yoke, the handmaiden’s bridge, to airing arches.
Soft thoroughfares through belladonna and burning
bush, a peculiar kiss, between Mimosa borealis and
Jurema Preta, if none for waste, the furtive posts
of pollen.
For all the children of Anemones, who search the resignations,
in the fragrant, fragile arms, of those goddesses of baby’s breath,
offering shelters beyond reprimand, lay but Filbert flat, it’s false
deceits of reconciliation.
Tribune tribes in every loose of bonnet, good fortunes fingers
below the chins, of homes untied, all the never telling, if tiny
chivalries abide, to walk the gardens of John Keats, poems of
reclamations, ides of Sweet pea, beyond understanding.
Elope with me, to spider flowers, haven gentle, as if the
radiant speak, in Queen Anne’s Lace of cordial friendships,
the seals of forsaken spirits, last severance the reducing bruise,
that wounded the purple larkspurs, nymphs who must leave,
for the valor of the iris.
Cul-de-lampe, the sun crown, passementerie it’s rosette
wreath, pom-pom of chinoiserie, chatelaines of ample
nosegay, motif above a smile.
Tassels in the spirals, of well favored Bonny, sultry shadows
beribbon aigrette, the reeding light through beaded trees,
white egrets bows of tress.
Pieridae and little yellow in filigree’s, cuspid fleurons
furbelows, callipygian to the mignonettes, every arras
unfeigning, the Moresque roses soft beset.
Withering waters, petuntse pews through the church
of forests, discoloring Pern of imaginary places, the
white hair that ladies Eden, our natal neck of womb.
These deities of Persephone, hands raised indolent,
have tempered to malice, their cast of fearing stones,
to bruising perse, humanities high yields, famine earth!
Periapt the talismanic applications of gluttony, all
who lash egg, the dormant Birds of paradise, or
wastrels seeds, the perigynous of flowers, dry lake
and crumpled bed, stripe lines of composting worms!
Sprinkle innocent, the foreheads of the young, terse
temples of grim future, grasping grip such baptismal,
indifferent toiletries shroud to spritz, every lost
Christ of sand.
And the lampions were close, but their shadows
were warmer, incandescent, light wearing a coat,
or the shawl’s girandole, which kept the hoods of
covered ground in soft albify, of Welsbach mantle.
Aeolus attended the Tiw, yet uncertain of vidual
occidental, clinging Cast iron, to it’s plant of night.
Fear is ordinary, as the jointuress window might, but
regain, for the Peace lily, the Dragon tree, leaf strong
by din, and the moons helmet Pothos, sturdy.
Fey so this casing, susceptibilities, sensations, reflex
and reflection, blue spruce beneath the houppelande,
though the trinkets head tire, a cobbling more thin
skinned, beneath the cape benefactress, of Inverness.
Bandeau hearts endimanche’ fond propensity’s tailleur,
eyelash and pancake, mantillas soft soutanes, intuitions
per handkerchief, haik in the drape.
Chlamys company shoulderette, tampering faces beneath
the grove oaks, ladies slippers unsealing hand hopes,
conscious but concealing, a finery of feeling, verve rain,
catching falls from tresses, bathetic atmospheres enabled.
