The Childe Mary feeds and grows
No 4 in the series “The life and times of Mary”. Mary feeds on her mother’s ancient milkways.
Mother’s photosynthetic breasts
Pulse green, milk from sun sourced veins
Ancient roots courses through Mary
Melding her to the seasons, no thoughts
Of separation, gravitated
Orbit influenced by the First
She feeds and in the feeding feeds
She grows and in the growing grows
Splitting atoms fusing carbon
Harmonising glass with granite
Anchoring steel rib by rib welding
Fashioning a nest fantastic
Where she’ll play chromosomes spinning
an involute apple hanging
succulent always out of reach
Sated daughter mother rounded rest –
Cellular regeneration
Accelerating unfinished
Possibilities for expansion
Beyond the current poetics –
knowing they’ll be labelled heretics
They wait for the trials to begin
i see some bible Genesis in this. Apple the knowledge of good and evil? Rib coming out of Adam? And then there is the establishment of evolution of organic life on Earth, based on an ecology of photosynthesis. Trading single cell immortality for mortal multi-cellar grandeur? Are we these heretics who live on trial?
CW, this is grounded in Genesis and the birth of the multiple variations on the theme of being, with each age declaring those that oppose the established as heretics. We live in fear of the new, believing in the safety of the past, and those who embrace change envied – these “heretics” by pushing at the boundaries will take us back to our beginning.
Is Mary hiding in Pandora’s box or from it? Is she aware of it? that the blessing is destined to become a curse? her valuable body to become a lost holy grail?
Mary is Pandora’s box and she has already opened and paradoxically she is also the hope for the new poetics that are being spun around her.