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Sunday, September 5, 2010

Say Her Name

© Michele Vassal (from her MySace blog, with permission) 

I heard her calling from folds of dreamt 
cupped for solstices and fossilized stars
the cairns of her nubile breasts
and the flece of her mound welcoming
I heard her roar rivers and hurricanes
soft saplings and pebbled beaches
teacher of dancing heresies
guardian of dark bestiaries
where she-wolf and seal mate
with the sins of men
witch of wrens and frosted sloes
sassy whore giving herself
to the impotent and the poor
nurturer of bog blackened bodies
feel her rip
feel her burn
feel her veins
her flesh
her blood
dark harvests
and say her name
like you mean it

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