Summer Day

Two sparrows are on the rafters
making out
like leaves fluttering
In a long wind

Cut-off jeans, or spider-web
thin flowered dresses
pearl white one-stringed sandals
on snow tanned feet, and cherry toes

How can I be a poet?
When l like the taste of iced
strawberries
the smell of barbecue ribs?

When I like to sip white wine
spiked with dry whiskey and black olives?
I like the sweet funky sweat
of a woman
on a hot summer day

I like to feel the waves of her
belly pull, pull me like the moon
groans of a pair of wolves howling
open love, full consciousness
The gentle beasts in one stream

Aus: Spoon Jackson: Longer Ago. 2010 (Lulu)

Spoon Jackson   09.04.2012