Wednesday, June 6, 2007

The Green Man


The Green Man
Originally uploaded by Archer Braun.
There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!

-Emily Dickinson

Stand, moving only with the breeze.
Green, soft feathers brush the skin, and whisper...
This is the smell of her hair.

A snap, a footfall, a muffled voice making desperate promises, while the heartbeat in your chest does the same.

Let it wash away.

Let it slide from you like smoke through a wire screen.

Let it settle and slip until you are clean again.

And the thirsty earth...

She drinks.

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