by Michael Deqel

Created on: June 11, 2008   Last Updated: November 21, 2011

On Reading Robert Duncan

trying to
unravel Duncan's Attis who could be Osiris, a Christ immortal wound or Adonis,
head in stars,
clay shrouded feet,
revived to dance the beat;
and dancing back to old book lists, I read: "Memphis
of the Eagle,
of the Lion, of the Bull,
part human,"
each part of
yellow sun-flare pentacle, flashing
auric.

A healing mixture: "clove, ambergris, frankincense, myrrh,
musk" of bodies merged in humid embrace
and dreaming Jeffers' eagle soars with grace resurrected,
a blooded hoary peacock hanging from its claws.

Bruised bodies bathed in aloe massage
on the hot beach, turquoise shore
swim through her more and less
immersed and lost in the warm wet

salt and sea creatures

mermaid merman:

mysteries
lost without legs to dance

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