Friday, July 24, 2015
Her Dark Face--Dorothy (poem)
Her Dark Face
You want to know about the goddess?
She will come into your life, stealthily,
or else like an explosion of flame
from a great forest fire
You will be torn to bits,
to pieces of love,
of imagining
of grasping
and moaning
She will rend you
piece by piece,
until you cry out with rapture,
until you cry for mercy
of forgiveness,
satiety of
joy
You will dance with her
night after night,
never knowing
who she is,
who you are,
where you came from,
where you are going
Always, her dark face
before you
Dorothy Walters
July 24, 2015
(image from internet)
