PROUD AND VAST ANTHEM
(Poem For Girl At Night)
 
 
Your beauty troubles and astonishes me
Like your hands, my heart held the beaks
of white swans, I bled.  There are crazed
diamonds in their eyes.  These are tears
left unshed.  When wings fold over my sleep
and the touch of your lips, oh breaking almond!
Soil and moss in my veins, my mouth a purple
flower, let me see you run!  The swans as if
in cages are everyone else.  You and I are salt
and blood and sleeping, always in each other's
arms.  Tilt your head to me.  Your falling hair
touches my neck.  Are you water?
 
Your beauty troubles and astonishes me
My pool ripples yet no stone is thrown
your shadow is composed of miracles
uneven but perfect rows of looks
cluster at your breast.  You are a pink rose.
There are circles inside circles at your sex.
These circles are sleek jaguars who kill.
 
Your beauty troubles and astonishes me
Oh ebon lashes dipped in sulfur
Oh reddest yet whitest moon
At the coast to the ocean
The disordered tangle of names who follow
Black dolphins dipt in stars
 
 
 
 
"For The Messenger of God"
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STANLEY GEMMELL
November 15, 2008
FL, USA