I have waved the worn wooden
wand before you,

demonstrated lush networks of
fortune that have then been made lost.

I have brought words shepherded
among valleys, woven from wool,

tapestries plaited in vegetable
dye, grains in grassy hues,

wise texts rebuilt again and again,
recycled through eons

and star-speckled epochs.
Minor prophets shaping textiles

out of particle dust.


This poem is published by Guernica Editions, Ltd.
Forthcoming in ‘Exaltation in Cadmium Red’ poetry by
Sonia Di Placido, Autumn 2012.


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