March 19, 2009

Queen of Heaven

Brando, on his knees, yells
a woman’s name.
Felt more like a tango,
slim in my dress,
remembering that bus ride
and Hoffman’s palms
on church-glass.
He was screaming
a woman’s name.
Jesus, like other stars,
rose up and whispered,
a woman’s name.


janjoplin said...

linoleum block print: Cave Woman by Jessica Stuart Harris

Anonymous said...

the poem and the art work are great.