Zoe

In the space between the heart and the brain
between the sinuous flesh of the brain and the rocky skull
and between all this and the mind
where the yielding and curvacious waves
break and are broken
break and are broken
she must break and be broken

From the beginning it was not so.

Still, my soul, between the heart and the mind
must silently wait beneath the wind,
pulsing with the beat of the dove's winged breath
that breaks and is broken
breaks and is broken
I must break and be broken
to live.