Confined in Pentagrams

by Luminita Suse

we do not have to descend
in the earth to root
the fire

we do not have to build wooden
churches on each planet
of the universe

nor do we need to scrutinize the sky
with the sword of the mind to
reach the star we come from

let the time unravel lilies from
our bodies circumscribed
in pentagrams
like wounds split in five canyons
waiting for the stream
of water and salt

this is how we grow old, imperfect
in altars of bones
until we raise while our stars bleed
cosmogony

Published in Ascent Aspirations Anthology One, 2005


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