after eating the lamb
drenched in curry
poured over hoary rice
waiting for twilight
when the sun sinks
sorrowfully to his knees
entreating intersession
with the 3rd day separation,
I have a date
with my creating angel
Friday, May 1, 2009
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2 comments:
oh I love the image of the sun sinking to his knees. I too think the Sun is a Man; and the Moon a Woman.
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