2004-01-23 : Scorpio Rising (For Sarah)
I wrote this poem for my sister several years ago.

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SCORPIO RISING (For Sarah)




I see the Norsewoman in you,
a blonde viking standing firm
on two bare feet, your thin strong
arms picking rough lychees from
a warm tree. Your children cling
to you like moths to a light.
You are their coccoon.
You watch them grow the way
you tend and herb garden, nurturing
without overwatering.
Although your eyes looked tired
at times there is a clarity in them
like cut glass. Fire has recently reduced your memories to soot
but flames can be cleansing and ashes
spawn new life like crocuses sprouting
through frozen February earth.

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