Pass the blade with its secret name
three times round my fecund belly
singing we will love forever
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Read MoreHare you are leaping
to the moon
from the golden underground gate,
mummiform woman, Wenut,
tired for a moment of guarding,
watching for the dead to enter here.
Has the cat got your tongue?
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Read Morethe silver in your hair
weaves with the gold on my back,
on this liminal, shifting shoreline
Read MoreOur urban woolf
is remembering
a time when her cousins
ran in packs
through deep forest
before all the trees
were chopped to make
flat packed furniture
or ships to defeat an armada.
Read MoreSamuel never forgot
the convoy ship
crowded with
a thousand horses.
Read Morea Delilah shorn, my hair gone,
yet I have more than the strength you left
in the cleave of your axe
Read MoreMagdalena, Magdalena
dance for me
in your scarlet dress
and cinnamon mouth.
Read MoreYou wear many crowns,
this one is bone gold.
Read MoreStrung together, red pearls
rolled around the cheek with thought,
care and attention.
Read MoreAnother light, holy neon, would flicker over wet Soho streets above Madame JoJo's and our dressing rooms
Read MoreI hear her song in the wind,
fragile bones
boxed in Worthing,
scratching for reburial
and a new prayer.
Read MoreHands that knew how to channel the sap
from fresh wood, as sweet and sticky
as dark forest in the rain.
Read MoreThe salt spray licked your face
as you sailed in search of
the land which held your fate
Read MoreI sang
dragon songs
to raven trees
as blood clouds
lit up the sky.
Read MoreI waltz as a queen,
wearing your cape now,
twirling old apron strings,
like Nana’s ballerina.
Read MoreJump for joy
and chase the jabberwock
deep into the dark
of the forest
Read MoreNo longer does he
hurl rocks
down into the Agean Sea,
sinking ships
before they ever land
Read MoreI am lizard,
I am snake
I am winged worm
moon mother.
Read MoreMy finger of Yod
pointed East
to a land
of winged serpents
grinning
in their song time