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on Nina’s Wise book

This silk scarf

is for sharing;

you can play with it on the lawn

or dance while it supports the fluttering.

You can watch your women friends

bring out their own intricate and bold beauty,

show your men friends the sleek colours

that can soften the room.

You can wrap your head or shoulders

so that each bow, touching earth with forehead,

is not just a descent

but has the airy slither of decadent honouring.

You can drape it as the last cover

to be drawn back

in the hot tension of the bedroom,

its cool protections sliding to the floor.

Bright days and dark,

you can spread it on the dirt,

the artistry of paint or pen or leaves

can change its tale,

a daily re-imagining.

Published inPoems