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Blogs > Mariana_Trench_ > poetic disambiguation

The Queen of Sheba  

Mariana_Trench_ 50F
1973 posts
1/29/2010 12:50 am
The Queen of Sheba
The music became a war about drums
Thumping out my Ethiopian eternity
Makeda, Makeda, Makeda
Ruby-cleft jet-eyed, push-pillow, star-body
Begetter of people of the land of Kush,
flying and flying past the millions of miles
drooling in your brains,
your wanting filling you and bubbling and bubbling
with monologues and epileptic seizures as entertainment
And cruelty and screaming and screaming
is the spasmodic
(the sky is made of human flesh) and
I'll hit poetry over and over again with my fists
and then I'll charge out of the
gates of hell (we are dust all of us, dust dancing eternal) and
I'll turn the earth into a big beautiful
sinful Eden
(because my date-flesh plumpness, my
Star-crazy
Cunt-spit spurting
Miasma of the human race)
– oh you -
my veins are flowing
Yes, yes… oh wise, wise King Solomon…
with victorious lust and rage and
I am the Poet-Priestess,
I am the one who unbinds the slave girl’s turban, soothing
Her sore calves with balm of lotus and cicadae
I am the one who sings to the virgins in the marketplace
I am the one who cooks the papyrus rush down to a pulp,
Oh
I am the Red Sea boiling the Sun-Goddess and you
You are my consort,
Leaden, my caravan brings
Teak boxes laden with ivory sabers, slide them in just here-
Ebony crests heavy with finished polished hammered beads,
Slide these in just ….here….
So I drink from this simple
Terracotta jar of water, yes, deep I quench my thirst,
We couple under the wandering linen canopy and
I write lust upon your temple walls- and
You are only wise because
I was there to be foolish along side you.

"The Departure of the Queen of Sheba,"
oil on canvas by British painter
Polesdan Lacey, c. 2001
Mariana_Trench_ 50F
4396 posts
2/28/2010 9:35 pm

 Dear Ms. Redstarr,

Thank you! I am so glad you enjoyed my interpretation of the story of the Queen of Sheba. I always love the romance of the two cultures (so alike, so different) being seduced by one another. If only she had stayed. But, well- history is full of 'what ifs.'

Be Well,

Your Fellow Traveler within Words and Images


rm_Redstarr08 61F
132 posts
2/28/2010 8:56 pm

 Bravo !!


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