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MOMMA IN MYKONOS

MOMMA IN MYKONOS

Marolina says, enjoy the room
my eighty two year old mother
lives on the first floor under your stairs
call on her if you need anything

Momma doesn’t understand our English
but most important that we understand
she could understand, but chooses not to

She also knows that her daughter
must rent the rooms above her head
but she will not look up

THE SEA

THE SEA

In two days
three hours on the friendly sea

Back and forth from Mykonos to Delos
past rocks with good seats for sirens
rocking in a cradle still rocking
since the gods were young

Feeling the wake of the island
where she floated invisible in the mists
before finally agreeing to dig in her feet
and challenge the jealous Hera
providing Leto a birthplace for the
ever grateful Apollo and Artemis

Feeling their blessings

OWLS TO ATHENS

OWLS TO ATHENS

One does not take coals to Newcastle
or owls to Athens

But it is good to go
with an appreciation of coal and owls

Is is also permitted to leave Newcastle
with a bit of coal in one’s pocket

Or Athens with a small bronze of an owl

And memories of a questioning call
floating across the Agora
to the small cliff restaurant

Where we rest on the long climb down
from all the heights of the Acropolis

BULL DANCERS OF CRETE

BULL DANCERS OF CRETE

Two thousand pounds of power
thunders toward one hundred of slim youth

No picadors to wound and slow
No red caped cowardice to step aside

They meet straight on
Bull head down, youth’s held high

Horns grasped, the head snaps up
in anger and surprise

They flip in beauty over a broad back
Converting and transforming
twenty to one ratio
power into
grace