There was an amazon in the ball park today.
I saw her.
She sent the earth rolling and foaming under her feet
The sun burning her image indelible
into the forever place behind my eyes
Some Wonderful is coming TOWARDS
air molecules parting in front
burned and splashed aside by steps as sure as arrows that cost breasts
a wave of movement three steps ahead of amazon legs
My scalp tingles and curls toll bells
through the afternoon
an amazon in the water, in motion, in the sun
wild manes of foam rising above her knees
hanging above her knees (it's magic)
Her hair burning to the shoulder
sun pushing from behind
water rising in front
amazon in motion, woman of the waves
What could I do but call your name out loud?
and wait for the burning and splashing of you
to converge about me in the afternoon sun.
-lora bennett, 1974.
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