by Katherine L. Gordon
No spring breeze this time,
send me a stallion
with a wicked horn
to tear apart the barriers
between the bold worlds,
take me to a place of ever-youth
where strong arms enfold
rivers can be crossed, woods be breached,
giving up their secrets to a meadow of gold
where flowers opiate.
No angry words or salty tears,
only the milk and honey of creation.
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Katherine L. Gordon is a rural Ontario poet, publisher, judge, editor and reviewer, working to promote the voices of women poets around the world, as they are now flowering into acclaim. She has many books, chapbooks, anthologies and collaborations with fine contemporaries whose work inspires her. Her latest collection, Caution Deep Water, deals with the shock of leaving one’s home for the cultural phenomenon of retirement homes, expensive ghettoes for the vulnerable elderly. Her poems have been translated and awarded internationally.