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by ellen

the moon gives a man
to a woman

drops run wild inside her
they are the stars falling

the man touches
the bottom of the sea

within the woman
moon water rises

descendant of fish
swimming in amnion

clinging like a pearl
red moon mocks the sun

steady as a stone
the woman bends

to the weight of water-gourds
and a child curled in her center

full moon
illuminates the woman

her body is a bell
she hears only one sound


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