The Poet of Both Realms
- My friend Dorothy wrote this for me a while ago
and I have only just found it. I am proud to share
it withyou all now--- e
To the Poet of Both Realms
(for Eric Ashford, who is the inspiration of this poem
and also the source of many of its images.)
Somehow it did not occur to me
that She would come with a body.
Legs, hips, breasts and all the rest.
That you would paint that form
with a sheen of words,
tell of postures, motions,
the sounds that lovers make.
That you would brush your beloved's eyes
with kisses, leaving prints for the private
detectives of the soul to discover and
That you would build altars in
her hidden places,
and worship there.
That you would bring her gifts
of fire and water,
feed her the plunder of loam,
dazzle her with seeds of the sun.
You remind me of how it is to be enfleshed,
to go about in a temple made of light
and soft skin.
You whisper to your beloved,
who is sometimes palpable. like you,
sometimes is that Other, that invisible She
that we also know and touch. . . .
June 18, 2006