The Jaguar

It was lent to me
From the jaguar’s eyes
Met in a turning glance;
And in her walk her shoulders
Before me, like spades traversing earth.

This, the corporeal unsheathed edge
Extending my reach
This, the rapier accrued to me,
Wheeled high overhead.

by Suzanne Bronson on Wednesday, February 13, 2008

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