(Title taken from a piece of art by Rachael Wenona Guy)


a dark delicate rose

                                                                 backlights

the night-girdled fig

the woman dreaming a nest

is not a girl

 

                                                  with each finger of

winter-bare wood                        she splits the sky

divides a dreaming                        loses some part

of herself
                                                                to children

she has borne them                                 a horizon

a mother’s gift is a kaleidoscope             unfolding

the indomitable dream        beating heart theatre

small puppets against a shimmering velvet

curtain of night

 

the woman breathes life                           rose pink

and delicate

                                                  and darkness comes