In the night
something listless flies
from the shoulder of the goddess:
pilgrim heart, it wants to find
the hollow from which it first was
taken: wants to know what ticks
beneath the marbled shoulder
of the goddess, listless
even in composure,
in the night.
[LAG-other-response date=”08 24 2014″ url=”https://www.vianegativa.us/2014/08/owl/” title=”Via Negativa: Owl”]