Black Pearl

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Black Pearl

by Erina Booker

You were a nacred reflection in the ocean,
the moon drifting back
to the point where
I started missing you,
before I knew you,
in the mystery of
spacetime;
the moon glade stretches –
endlessly encircling –
layers in a barred pearl
winding rings and rings
around the heart
till it was beating and real
and I could be harvested
from the sea bed,
from my shell,
like Aphrodite;
And you are now
a black, Antipodean moon,
present in your absence,
your invisibility;
I hold you
with my gravity,
nestled on my breast
weighed within my hand.

©Erina Booker 2015

 

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