THIS IS YOUR DOING, WOMAN! ARE YOU NOT AFRAID?


swimming seabold in oceanin large baroque hats photographed
through a series of gothic windowsshe looks at her wrist
quartertotwoturnsthreeturnsfiveturns

waiting for sunset's arrival

a book of illusions jumps down
from a shelfshe changes
her name to the title

the sun
falls down the chimney

when he arrives she is crying and smiling
courts the thin englishman

flowerweaknessnibblefondnesszest
dulcetcakesetsnatchbite

it rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry
he did his very best to make the billows smooth and bright

he thinks he is talltill he stands
at the foot of the stairslooking up


he looks

in the mirrorturns

to herblue bright
birds fly from

the ornamental shrubbery
she gives himnew names

who he'd been
incidental

Dale Going

read the author's Bio and Working Notes

go to It Is I, Zibalbay, Your Lord, Come Home

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