procession of the virgins by Marisa Cappetta

procession of the virgins

I’ve got a tower of Marys no wives

will take from me I dress them in blue

strong sons who marrow my bones with

the tenor and bass of a hundred open throats

my Mary-sons a devotion of doves

I kiss their foreheads one and two

one and two I kiss their foreheads

they hoist me onto their shoulders

they are a submarine an undermining

circumnavigation of the cathedral

their laughter bangs against the moon

and drowns out a grumbling of bascilicas

Marisa Cappetta

2011

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