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---
An
irresistible cosmic Magnet
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.
*Taken from a poem by André Breton
©Kleomichele Leeds
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