to Nanna and for Galway Kinnell I am disappearing into the side of her body. Her body, which when it lifts and turns, also moves the Earth. I have given up the toys of my childhood and my ambitions for old age. And have moved deep within the walls of her silver skin. I am through with my love of suffering. And the words that describe that love. I am going to carry on a magnificent affair with the wind from the inside of her body where we both sleep. Friends, I am going deeper, even deeper inside than the animal or the blade of grass— I am looking for the stones. The stones that lay to the side and in the bed of the Great River. Among those stones there is only one rock with my name. I will pick it up and hold it high above my head in the inner light. I will know many things. Outside, with her body, she is teaching the world to dance!
Copyright ©1978 by Thomas Dawson
