sugar-loaf mountain  (for Valentina Fa)


glaciers caressed them into shapely curves
so they are female

as I look all around
in the south I soon see your nipple

coming closer to consider it
it's a loaf, so I reckon

you're my only hope of survival
sugar baby, don't deny me

my loveliest in Wicklow
just allow me to keep coming

for your slopes I have steps
that are stone fenced cattle fields

when I wade through the heather
it's the red blood of old brothers

yellow broom flowers fading
are lost glinting of lunulae

your own wound had been volcano
your wild flowers have been rebellion

will you turn now your fair face
to the wet wind of my longing

it took me ages for your presence
to address you as my loveliest

fire and blood were tamed to sugar
rock becoming bread and female

oh my fairest, my tallest friend
oh my loveliest in Wicklow