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Zeus to Juno

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He

You saw the way her body looked at me   
         all address
                     calling me down   
she was so
         well-turned,
                     curve and volume
her body presented itself—
         Clay—
                     I could mold it


She

You were taboo   
not totem—
covered her   
though your wing gave no shelter

Your pale plumage   
became shadow   
Your beak caught   
in the net of her hair


He

When I entered her
         her death became my life   
in her death swoon
         she fell away from me   
the more she fell
         the deeper I pursued her   
the deeper I went
         the more lost she became   
her body
         became a forest of echoes   
hills and valleys
         echoing each other, a language
I didn't know—
         surrounded: alone


She

The discarded body   
lies in long grass   
Flies and wasps   
fumble there—

on a summer day   
the lost girl hums—
Kelly, Sarah, Joanne changed   
into parable

Prodigal hair   
flung out   
             body agape   
like a question

The scavenger crow knows—
she's beautiful,
outgrowing her name   
in the noon heat
Source: Poetry (November 2008)

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