Fathering Sun from Cascadia by Noe Venable

Clouds, unlace your fingers
let me see him
through your hands
raise my palms
to the fathering sun
with his heels of clouds
with his fists of wind
Where, where have you gone
with your mouthful of air?
I need something strong
give me lungs of wind
give me wind

Traveled round the world
when I was a girl
he was there
with his fiery mare
with his herds of clouds
with his beasts of wind
Where, where have you gone
with your baskets of fire?
I need something strong
give me tongues of fire
give me fire

Where have you gone?

For love of you has
grabbed me by the color
in naked summer light
barefoot summer light

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