Thursday, June 3, 2010

Soil and Eggs

[preheat the oven]

Olive oil, onion, salt and pepper:

and then a female is born,
sucked into this world by a storm

-long hair like an umbrella pulled inside-out
-body like a rib -- plunged into the bloody earth

and Mother Nature carefully
gives her breasts and calls her beautiful,
like the center of an egg.

Yolk drips from the door-post
and this world is blessed with a place to call home.


  1. Wait...did you write that? It's AMAZING...I began a painting in my mind as I read it.

  2. I did write it! Thank you! I really want to keep working on it. I had a terrible day today and I took a nap to get rid of my headache. I woke up in a half-dream with this image in my mind. Love you.

  3. OMG! those eggs look delicious. I want them right now. make them for me.