Ainu Madonna
Written the day before Easter
White light dreams through
each leaf
each dragonfly wing.
Sophia streams white light
black madonna of the well
virgin of the rocks.
Sunlight opens plum blossoms
warms rock my thighs
we entirely pierced by sunlight:
bear child me.
Their cries bring milk
in starry streams
brimming sweetness
self
bear cub
and baby girl
look into my eyes
as I look into theirs:
tug teat suck
and knead
my breasts jet warm white
streams that pool in
circle of fur curve of belly thighs arms.
We never chose to be
bodies in the milky way–
soft and tender flesh spinning through space
Mother Sophia, black madonna, rock virgin:
So o o o o Fi i i i i a a a a a