Bronze Wife Video

This poem is from Ken Gaertner's book, Koan Bread, published in 1977, by Survivor's Manual books of Oceanside, New York.


Bronze Wife

Like sails filled with wind
my hands pursue your body;
Your body of the bronze sculpture,
thumb stroked,
shifting light like a dawn
lit by bronze moons,
a sky suspended in breath,
uncharted,
insuring the science of the sun;
your body
as a sky that reflects bronze
upon my face
near which the fall of your shoulders
casts its odorous shadow.

Your mouth is filled with
the seeds of berries,
with orange skins,
with jasmine leaves;
your mouth flies like an insect,
turns itself as a wave;
your mouth yawns over the truth
of it's fables,
it grieves, even when it desires.

Photos from the video

I found these great photographs in old books from the cottage.