An Embroidered Nothingness Poem by Patti Masterman

An embroidered nothingness flowers,
Unclothed by loves patient diffractions
Like concealed blood curves deeply
In its glittering length of memory.

Like the tide shivers in bone cups,
Held aloft above a moon-silvered bath,
Palms cleansed by the horizons airless weight
And the cooling chant of washed shores.

What's known once dies naturally
Without being transmuted,
Like spectral light shapes the mirrored seasons,
And ice must rise, to renew itself by fire.