George Guerin

(Petaluma, California)

Maria Antonia's Breath

Under the hard, dusty lamplight
corporate pragmatism drones in front of me now.
I soften the heavy blows with purple lids.
My journeys so moist, distant in those eyes,
eyes of antiquity and yellowed marble tombs.
Roundmoon-lightspill once occupied my blue limbs
In that ancient land of Aphrodite and her baths
After all the goddess shares her secrets with those
who venture into silver waters at dawn,

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