Umbra

Bitten
And
Quieted by
A fang
That sank
Like a ship
Rocked
By the sea

Poesy and
Alyssum
Grow by night
From palms
And feet

That greet
The dark
The symbols
The swallowtails and wrens

And then
The Eye of the Sahara
Comes in a dream
And seems
Like your eye
Crackling
Unblinking
Under beams

The nigh
That becomes
The yore
Curves
To be the umbra
Of mind
To break
And make
A hole
To come
To move
And engulf you
To me

Open now
And enter here

Call
Cry
And
Crow
And know

All here
Was meant
To be.

© Copyright A. Marie Kaluza 2015

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