Limb


(found in a pile of my writings today - written in the 90's - correlations between trees, limbs and my surgery at 8)

Gangling tightness it sparked terror
The thread, the knife the needle.
All fire, all belonging
to the bearer of subtlety.

The Raven, white a surprise
more startling than the hail
forest green leopard eyes
Silk like Tibetan gowns.

Yellow the first glimpse of cranberry
and the dart of an eye
the throw of the head
the weak gesture of the throat.

Fall to fall on knees
On face, on the ground.

Fall to fall, blanched corroding
Like the filigreed leaves.

The aspen coat, skin of poplar
our grace unbent.

Skeletal fragrance
Embedded in the core
I beseech wisdom
Savor the promise
The creaks, the cries
I fade with night.

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