04 January 2009

Allison Adelle Hedge Coke

[from Allison Adelle Hedge Coke's Blood Run, Salt, 2006]


Multitudes facing Sun,     our
rough, broad extremities near touching.

Simultaneously attending
to receive warm embrace.

To welcome flower, water
swells behind my broad head.

At night bows gently resting;
preparing to greet new morn, to

raise me full glory to greet
strengthening summit -- daily heliotropism.

Motor cells, pulvinus, flex stem
below bud until flower opens

my yellow shawl fringe,
exposes seed, welcomes bee,

forever-facing forward until my passing.

Trade Story from the wouth speaks our
venerated image, Inca Sun.

My seed plenishes.

Blood Run (Earthworks S.)

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