In The Monastery of A Nice Day to Start Again–Miriam Sagan

In The Monastery of A Nice Day to Start Again

as if the sea rose
came up the two
front steps
covered the mat
foamed at the front door

sleep deposited its cargoes
love also
ebbed and flowed
set my naked body
next to yours
as I pillowed your head
beneath my chin

I danced
watching the mountains
out to the west
Billy Idol
belting
I danced
my crippled girl
and my other self
together

the mountain was not
just watching
it was dancing too
only its movements in time
imperceptible

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About Miriam Sagan

I'm blogging about poetry, land art, haiku, women artists, road trips, and Baba Yaga at Miriam's Well (https://miriamswell.wordpress.com). The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

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