The bride is marrying flamboyants:
see them standing where her limbs
brand her dress with fiery tokens,
nimbus her with crimson fronds.
She is marrying dense forest -
pines that make her drunk with resins,
touching her in dreams
with passions whispered and forgone.
At her elbows in attendance,
slender pink grevilleas
offer soft vignettes of feathers -
dark green pigeons, finches, doves.
The bride of Byfield is in love
with angels incarnate as trees,
their great wings shedding
crimson petals, resins, and cicada song.
The Bride of Byfield
© Copyright: Jena Woodhouse, 2003
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