A feather in her cap

A feather in her cap

Needs needs needs
           needs needs
fervent lovers
           and austere scholars
poetry and peaches
           what makes for
a satisfying life
           for a soft purr

roses in bloom
           the buzz of bees
collecting pollen
           a swallow or two
a lake in which to swim
           or a boat in which to row
the long summer days stretched
           into slow dawns

a short walk to heaven
           she bends at the knee
she swallows a fig
           chews on a celery stick
is entirely at home
           in her flesh
love is a feather
           in her cap

John Lyons