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    Forest Idyll

    by: Abigail Myra Benesisto

    Engorged anticipation…
    A perfect creation marred
    By the sound of the motor
    Disturbing the peace.
    Slowly, the banca glides
    On the crystal serenity of the water.
    What lies under?
    No undertows, I wonder
    The drums start beating
    While bamboos bow low
    Greeting the daughter of Luna!
    My faithful liege
    Lined up on the side of the river
    Their gazes fixed
    On a face seldom seen…
    Not smiling, but eyes have mirth.
    Their princess will come visit
    Her kingdom by the hills
    Up the sky, two hawks fly
    Over turrets and towers
    To bring word to the Count of Zartoineburgh
    The trumpets a-blown
    His Majesty’s command swooped down on
    Clean dives of mighty wings
    Trailing soft feathers, blithe and free
    Ahhh…The Dance of the Wind!

    Pregnant silence…
    Stillness…it blows my eardrums!
    A tree of twigs
    Against the teal-gray sky
    The moon is so mysterious
    Peeps a little but hides behind
    A spectre of dark clouds.
    Whisper, shhh…
    The cicadas start the serenade
    Like strings of the violin;
    A shadow in the mist
    That pompous walk
    But the fire in his eyes
    Can’t hide the breath of passion, which
    Mirrors the ripples of the water down my spine
    Anserine underneath your touch
    Intoxicating… head spinning
    Now gently, I close my eyes
    The hunger mounts to
    A taste for adventure
    Drown in illusion
    My naked intention
    Bath in the river
    This heat unabated
    To touch the flesh
    The river fog conceals
    The ecstasy!

    8 August 2001

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