The Evening Star And Black Cockatoos Poem by Diana Thoresen

Unceremonious screeching of black cockatoos
Salutes the honeybee

That feeds the flowers
The bark and the dirt

The deep green sea is gradually knitting

Starlight, life and black feathers in
A purple thundercloud of kyrie eleison

Systole, diastole
The hesychast heartbeat of ferns

Brings forth
A sudden effervescence of the honeyed night
From the inner treasure house of heaven

Neith, the mistress of Sais,

Has put a blue veil
Over our red soil and lavender hills

Morning Star,
Open a way for me
To return in peace

Keep my black cockatoo feathers
On a fragrant floor of tamarisk wood

Shatter me into a thousand sea horses
Before I wake up with

A golden spine from Heliopolis