By GABRIELLE LEAH NEW
Black envelops and swallows
Abyss, holes in space, Caves, bowels of the earth
The antediluvian goddess emerges from the calyx of a Lilylike flower
The Queen of Heaven, of need and desire
The Queen of the dead, the harvest, the fire.
The Spirit of life, subtler and more lucid
She exists before the creation of light
She remains audible only to sages.
An ordinary woman in an attitude of prayer
Cradled in her arms a child
At her feet the crescent moon
Cradled in her arms a corpse.
Grimm unsettling dreams she finds herself
A chilling vision of transformation
The loveliness, the fearsomeness, the portentousness of its
Measured concealments and revealments
At once charming and grotesque
Alludes to the mysteries of descent and resurrection.
A line drawing traces a path
Ascending to the celestial realms.
A series of trials marked by sand, water, lightning and cloud.
Naked but for her ornaments
A feeling of mystery and warning.
Suggestive of the rolling cosmic seas,
the eternal, the never-ending
She is revealed in a pose of dancing.
Thousand-rayed existing in a hundred forms
Watch, now, now as I start the day
Running like a herd of luminous deer
Stepping lightly between not there and here.