She was lifting a fat song with one arm upraised The song clutched her palm The other songs flung out their feathers in praise The sun hung high and the day moon grazed Palm fronds fanned the song’s heat It was the blaze she was lifting It clutched her palm Sweat glazed plump tongue inner blue gaze She was lifted into song fat song
after The Bird Raiser, a painting by Shao Fei
Susan Kelly-DeWitt | Caterpillars Along the American River Parkway Contents | Mudlark No. 46 (2012)