Maundy Thursday

 Maundy Thursday

Owl’s racket and god appears 

in the low bones of mice

my daughter sews spangles 

to her left heel the kitchen clangs

with her ghosts and copper hooves

let’s build a death star behind the fig tree 

stitch marigolds into our manes 

float along the salt edge

take honey from its gold gold bed

this is a call to voluptuous

Babette the Queen of March rises

in the frog marsh my daughter 

dances and dances across the yard 

in her wild season