4107. GESTATION

GESTATION

('it's all about world domination')

There are poetry ladies of a dripping pen,

doing their time in cubicles of love and hatred;

they weep and lunge over flowers and clouds.

With so little to say, they manage so much :

a hatred of praxis, a government-fund swoon,

a 28-day period, a mood and a scream. I watch

them claw and wiggle, and I know what they mean.

'This life is a tired homage, a lonely whole; and I

mean that sincerely, like a child's love, or the beating

of a kitten's heart, or the fire of love that God passes.'

'What do you mean,' I said, 'what do you mean to say?'