Part 5: INUNDATION

Egairia (invocation)
Djuturna (invocation)
Physical Therapy
Searching in a Mall
Damned if
An Old Love
Freedom of
The Museum of Attraction
In Neighborhood of Piteuss
Flying to China
A Night in Mixed Covers
Her Lead
Ursa Kaua'i
By Her Laboratory
A Place in the Land of Rain
Outflow
Surrogate
The Threat
The Day after Halloween
Marrying Egairia
Delphina
His Mother From the Sky
The storyteller now must stop
Tower
The Uncertainty of Water
Doctor
Home Archeology
Gifts for Egairia
The Country Fair
Withdrawal
The Lost Child
Immortality
The Light of Day
.

Egairia

A dark blue                                                                             
wearing green skin                                              
that is green                                 
ivory               
threading through sand                    asleep          
entering           from murk     the browns of ground
unperceived                                                       
through the                                                                                   
deformations                                                     
subterranean                   
wearing water        draped with     skin                           
stippled                         under                   
fish                                                                                 
spotted enveloped                                         
waving              sand changing eyes   scattered         

        garments      discarding   sliding over     ivory
seasonal adolescence                                                               
breast
green                               

                                      surrounded
surrounded                                                     

visiting      night           Numa                                     

down                                                     

pool                                 


filtered         
shouting into streams          
 

               we are   here
we are       

rushin
g away                               

Djuturna

.
Slowly                                                            

                      Into    the    surface
the fold of    thought                         
moves                              
blankly                                                      
under                        her                        exhalation
of willow                                                         
mud                                                                                         
sedimentary                                                                        
swimming                                                        
the light                                                

                                  breaks
                                                 into sheets
                       of wind wishes
calmly            
deriving                                                              
cloudy                                                                

                                    blinking
a bird                                                   
washing                                                            

                             the thin
larvae                                                              
the inner beds                         
bottomless                                                                   

drowning in her                                                                    

                                                                   wavering by
                                                         murmuring
we are           

                     rippled

dim                                                                 
carried

                                                                  floating
                                        partly
                submerged

drifting over                                                                       
.
.

Physical Therapy

.
Momentarily                                                                 
disembodied                                                                 
floating                                                                 
through a hall                                                                
along the                                                                
walls of white                                                                 
and pediatric                                                                 
colors                                                                 
Pahn turns through a door into an expansive room of toys
gym apparatus                    medical devices
where he sees himself reclining         on a futon            

                and precipitates               into his body
comfortably                                 
    the cotton batting
                 beneath his bare skin
 

looking to the shelved
                 undersides of the counters
 

                 The nurses come and go     waiting     for
visitors                                                  
From work                                 

                    Egairia and Djuturna’s laughter
                                flows     into the room    gurgling
            and     surging
                     they follow                           offering
to the nurses 
                                           to help

Egairia

                       conscientious
                  and contained
                      kneels
               beside his thighs
                                     taking him in her hands
 

    Djuturna
                    smiling stands
        more timid
                               watching
 

                                       Egairia pulls back his skin
 

                                         holding him
                                   with unaccustomed care
                                         and he grows with the attention
wondering

                              where this absorption will lead him
 

               his engrossment
              becomes
                   unwieldy
                      leaning
             awkwardly about him
                  and Egairia
                   becomes uncertain
                      of her purpose

Unable to hold him                        
she rises smiling weakly
and recedes with Djuturna          
from the room
.
.

Searching in a Mall

.Entering the mall
with a sense of vulva
Pahn hesitates
seeing
the lingerie show
lingering
on body stockings
sheer
dark
layered

Aiks has gone on
without him
while he was looking                                                
annoyed
at a man’s interest
in women’s bodies

Searching

                 for her
through the mall                                               
climbing many flights

eventually                                               
finding the private office

                                                in the upper levels
 

                            Bathing there
                          alone
                              finding his own body engaging

Pahn hears her

                                         coming up the stairs
and feels ashamed
 

                                         He holds
                                                                 his full

                                                         insistence
 

                                                             and feels compelled
to hide

                        the hard           and wishful
                     lonely nature

before

                               she comes in
                                     on him
 

                                                           in the midst
                                                            of water
.
.

Damned if

.
Pahn   is       digging                                     
in             his     fields                   

He has                                            

                   a sense of the coming nymphs
with their husbands

Their damp forms ripple in
through the door
              of his family’s hostel

old and wooden     of the
craftsman school     dark
redwood   strongly
horizontal
Self-                    
consciously

     he follows
   them
       like a gosling
      carrying their imprint
     out
     into the winter     
 garden
 

     where groves of
     people are wandering     
 in the dusk
    between the houses
 

  a climate of friends
  and workers
  that lingers
as they regress inside

He walks around Djuturna
(on a couch) who would

                                embrace him if she were not
sitting with her spouse

                                 and young son

He walks over to Egairia whose                                              


husband is                                        
away and they
drift

                          into the yard

the      turned  soil
now   waffled
with snow

Beneath an arched arbor
of frozen rose

                     they lean together
                    turning aside
before touching lips

Walking closely
up the path

                   to the street
                         holding cuffs
they stop to graze collars

Stirring                                                                       
they remember working

                             and the days
                                               in the community
and their complacency               
blows off

                                        into the bed-sheets
hanging on a line

He stares into the coming day
wondering              

                    if he should avoid her
but he should not             
.
.

An Old Love

.She doesn’t
seem   particularly
interested
without urgency
without doubt
just enough

Trying many positions
she becomes board
annoyed

   waiting
He feels               
first
guilty

                then angry
He gets harder            
uncaring
close

.
.

Freedom of

.
There is a woman
like an underwear add
                           or a magazine of nudes
                   who seems to be with him
but her heart is not in it

Leaning over her dark face
                kissing            her
               perfect
                     dark
                      lips
                   He wants them around him

        but is afraid to ask

Penetrating into
                            what seems like a void

She is too empty
or distracted
                                    and feeling nothing
he gives up



In a room
                          with a magazine
                                    of naked women
                                             explicit positions
liking neither                  
                              the models nor the photographs



In a studio
                              where one woman
                                           or more
is posing



Later
                 he is let out
of a white taxi
driven by a late
                                             middle aged man
Pahn realizes
                               as the taxi drives away
that he is naked
                                                            under a cloudy sky
                                               lit up by lightning
He runs first toward                                                           

the taxi to get his clothes

but changes his mind
and runs for home

through the neighborhood where he
grew up holding his genitals
to hide them


He doesn’t hold them now
              because no one is around
and he isn’t ashamed

Running faster than he thought he could
with little exertion                       
through the breeze
He is surprised at                                                      
                                            how good this feels
                                        the wind
on his thin body

When he arrives at his                                               
childhood home                                       
he finds Ahnjehlia and Aiks
                                                         and neither is concerned
by his nudity


The Museum of Attraction

.Riding in her
big truck
Pahn and Djuturna
without a word
because sometimes
they don’t know what
to say they
come to a building

stop                                                              
enter a large
room with exhibits

Djuturna walks
quietly                                      
to the information desk

                                                        by herself
and Pahn walks straight
to the art

Statues                                                          

The first                            

                         in white picnicking
sitting

  reading
       the paper

Then an ensemble             

           19th century
         gathering
                           well dressed in hats
           and bustles

To the left                          
figures

                             more fluid lavender
gauzy 

                               fabrics over nude cast
dancers

As the sculptures end                                




high on a wall                                               

                                                                 (out of reach)
A large                                 
black                                     
and white drawing         

of a couple           

joined

along a perfect

               seam
recurring legs making
a tight                         
uninterrupted
line             

                from ankles
to mons—

their torsos far
apart
.
.

In Neighborhood of Piteuss

.Pahn and Piteuss talk
                                            and amble
in the blue light

              of a cloudy evening

through the murky small

           downtown streets
               They turn
into a small plaza

                               with a platform
                                           like a boxing ring
                           or a helipad
Climbing the stairs

                                      a stage
                                             they hug and remember
a past union                                                      

She is leaving her husband
and she is pregnant
Pahn asks                                                
Piteuss with some worry
who is the father

She holds him tightly
and tells him she
is nearly certain

                                    it is he

And they are both very glad

                                                          that it is Pahn’s
                                and not her husband’s
.
.

Flying to China

.The plane is full of red
pandas

                 fertility
                                       health bounty

flying

                            toward the western mountains 
                                the wife and mother’s
side of the bed


to return them
to their homeland

They crash
and settle

                             into Aiks’ chaos
on the cool

                                 mossy sheet with mottled
boulders
 

          knees
 

                    elbows

trying to straighten
the blankets   to assess
what is left    debating
the course to take

Pahn finds

Djuturna
Isolated
 

                                                       from the wreckage by a buffer

of cool   empty
air    starting to walk
away

                                   quietly in
to tranquility around her

the path
appears    to part
 

                  and focus
                                   clearing
like murk settling                                                 
in slow moving                     
river                                        
.
.

A Night in Mixed Covers

.Lying beside Aiks                                        
awake or dreaming
thinking
of a body’s need
of skin

          of muscle

His want

                         is larger than usual
and he brings it
over
to show her

Twisting about her
like ropes of damp clay       hilly
an active landscape
inverted
and coming   apart
at   the   joints

He retracts                      
to find
her inner skin
on him
like a condom

Grasping
at her separated

                                       arms
thighs                    
and belly
 

                                       throwing
his own parts

                               into her
they tangle

                 into a melange

of wishes
             and limbs
.
.

Her Lead

.Hiking together in the steep outer coast
                   Artemisia-covered hills
             of moist silver-
       green

the road is wide and umber
terracing the slope

                           as it is shunted aside
and
Egairia suggests they leave

                          the road     and go up over the hard
rocky     crest

Pahn pulls his grocery cart

rough and dragging

         up the broken
                   stony    ridge

Finding                                    
the other side           
far steeper

despairing to restrain

                    the cart down with him

Pahn lets go                            
 

                    that it rolls to the bottom
landing in a wet                     
ditch                                                               
 

                         He has doubts
about leaving it there

     but he is calmed
                  by Egairia’s lack
                                                      of concern

He follows                                        

her climbing the next ridge

   as she leads him
                         toward her house



Jumping into a chute                   

(stainless steel—
like a change maker)

they land               

                            easy in her kitchen
eating breakfast
and visiting her father—

                 a mild and encouraging
                                      incarnation of Pahn
He leaves them to their business

                                                                   going
about his chores 

and Pahn is comfortable            
in her place



After a time  

he remembers                               

               his people

and returns to the strength
 

                   the wheeled weight     of his
groceries
.
.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS


Some of these poems originally appeared in the following publications

Avocet
Dream International Quarterly
mojo risin'
The Muse Apprentice Guild (The MAG)
Transfer

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