by Jana Astanov
sometime during the night
some process started in her and around her
she seemed able to exert some control over the nature
racing hearts water enveloping
bodies swelling and surging
slippery wet shaking anonymous mass of humanity
under the cover of the new moon in cancer
at home in ecstasy
the senses aware of a dense forest
lush vegetation flowers in full bloom
stage for fertility rites
reeds embracing the lake shore
rhythmic movement in ruthless passion
ripples of water ripples in spacetime
vitality and strength
hope beauty lust
unwrapping each dark bulge of antimatter
secretly wanting the universe to watch
Rosekill 2017
