10
Oc
White
Planetary Dog
“Poetry
is made in bed, like love---
The
unmade sheets are the dawn of things” *
Wed
in the bodies of women
Are
Space and Time---
Time
by numinous blood is marked or held---
Making
space for Life to grow in Form
Form born of sacred Grace---
The
grand Void and Vacuum
Churning
and Yearning for a new thing---
A
cosmic Magnet irresistible
Spins
Movement and Measure together---
Sacred
Music pours from the galactic Center
Weaving
a Dance so entrancing that
The
Masculine cannot help but rise and enter.
©Kleomichele Leeds
*Taken from a
poem by André Breton
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