Thursday, May 28, 2009

Wolfgirls Dance under June's Moon

Caesar nominates
the lion month

its blonde
rays retain
the sun's
son
within a jar
sealed
with beeswax

it contains
oyster beds
marinated in Mexican
brine

groves of palms
spitting purple dates

and their astral
love preserved
during the white nights
of die Deutsche Zeit

but finally
it is time
to spike the seal
and shuck
the shells

blue
he refrains
from flight

and howls
beneath June's
green moon