“What is the act of poetry?” - Eleni Sikelianos

Staid or coiled is the staff
riddled with notes of ecstasy
or fleshed nature intermingling
with green of earth and body
or breath and the azure of sky
wafting through passionate veins
or confessional infested fingertips
scratching formulaic codes
or rushing silky odes to a pagan anima
exhaling through muscle and nerve
or the carnal of being and progress
polished of unspoken decay
or blessed stride into a future
polished of a lingual woe
or illuminating confidence
embedded proudly within this moment
roused by senses or autobiography