Now Poem by Marije Langelaar
Now
emerge the seeds
the biting morning light catches the hands
The bare shed
lays down its walls before us
Now - divine miracle rumbles the thunder
piercing rays light up a slow stage
the dark bull that undresses its love
and mates in a far corner
dutifully the banners fly
mutedly fruits fall in the sand
Barely audible the day had gone
final subsiding cries
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