Roseate, Points of Gold

Poetry. "These poems might be dreamt from the moon, where water and wombs are under their own observation, and the body is 'as morning frost scored/into dark pavement by a passing silver shoe.' What really is inside a body? Oftentimes, another body. This pearlescent meditation explores the forms of the mind as it shapes itself around the body and a body that issues from it, till the delicate movements of the mind crown, like a baby's head leaving the mother's body, 'in the manner of exhaling a bird'"Eleni Sikelianos.