China Mary
by 
John G.Hall
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Posted: Thursday, October 21, 2004 Word Count: 45 Summary: "So sang a little Clod of Clay" W.Blake |
China Mary
The china Mary
cloaks her eyes,
a blue slip-ware
gown on a wrap
of white clay,
earth's skin born
millions of eons
before her son
hung from his
modelling tree,
the womb's fruit
unpicked clean
by the clergy of
preying crows.
John G.Hall(C)2004
The china Mary
cloaks her eyes,
a blue slip-ware
gown on a wrap
of white clay,
earth's skin born
millions of eons
before her son
hung from his
modelling tree,
the womb's fruit
unpicked clean
by the clergy of
preying crows.
John G.Hall(C)2004