COPPER RING
Snow tumbles into Minneapolis.
Twin Cities. Meanwhile
the InSight capsule
settles onto Mars – whose promise
is to probe beneath the surface,
appraise the molten core
of our God of War
(riddle of the Minotaur). Space
beckons insight down path P
toward planet X –
our dream of PAX
curled inside violence (a middle C
unrolling from the Lake of Galilee).
O Beast from Ocean,
dread Leviathan –
a void between two notes... blank lee
of the abyss! The infant’s misery –
missing her heartbeat
once, with her complete
Oneness... whorled... into infinity?
Where Martian drones attack Queen Bea
(just being Bea, around
a crater in the Netherlands)
by orders of omnipotent Pharaoh
whose eye is like a palindrome
(kayak in garage)
from old (Ionic age)
Emordnilap – our catenary home
*
a long-suspended violet bloom
breathes hope, & yearning
for some answering
anemone (your cypripedium
reginae). Orange-azure M-bridge
for an owlman... almond
OMO... woman-bond
of wisdom... dancing G-bride...
light between J-pillars, Okean-trees!
Out of the twomb
you spiraling come,
@tlantis – Jewel of July, high C of seas!
A copper ring from Palestine
incised with simple krater
& the name, PILATE
recalls the one whose sign
for “heart” breathes from the swing
of time (your twin, Julie).
Rose, rowing from the key
called PAX, which passeth understanding –
yet from each ordinary tent
of refugees, each family,
once forced to flee
from the mad king (sad infant
Minotaur), will come to bear
a normal world again –
out of the dream of man
& woman (breezes flowering the air).
12.1.18
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