I WILL BE A SICILIAN BRIDE

The season has changed me,
has aged me in this position:
I have said within my reflection, Youth! I have
sacrificed my olden age for when I had made those decisions
I was young!
I laugh at myself already laughing
at myself
and what I have already grown out of.

Culture is the most wonderful thing in the world.

The Guru's of the East, the Adventurers gone West
And strength everywhere.
In the commoners and simple minded
there is the richest beauty of Earth.

I think of corruption.
I think of the underlining world
that seems to be only
corruption.

First there was art, then there was war.

First there was creation, then there was paranoid leadership.
I stop the wind of my thoughts, the overture
of the next swallowing war will let rest Old Man Europe.
Those people are exhausted of it.
Let them plant fruit trees.
Let their skin leather in the sun.
I learned this night that my mother's family
came forth and lived
under the coincidence of language.
That my Great Grandfather was plucked
out of infantry in the First World War
for his penmanship was so beautiful and delicate
he was far better used behind a desk
with ink, pen, and lettering wrist
than behind a firearm.

For being born you will die with a story.

Hello Earth.
So, this is the way you will age me.
By taking my tenderness and sheltering it deep
within yourself. I am the fountain of youth.
I am the Philosophers Stone, and you
have known the secret
forever.

I have seen you at your passing
in the eyes of a newborn child.

I watch, now, the setting of the moon.
It is dawn and my curious mind is lit.
Sunlight stretches out over my hands that have just done.
There is colour.
There is perplexity.
I grew within the body
of a kind woman born
within the womb of night
and my thoughts
deep and uncovering
will linger, there, at that moment, in darkness.
I will seek the corruption of the world at slumber under the sun
and bask comfortably with peace
in the shadows of Everything.
I will humor myself with the traditions of humankind.
One day, I will marry.
Before then, probably, I will birth myself, and give birth.
What season of day will my child be born into?