She Swallowed All
the Cities Up
She swallowed all the cities up,
The shining cities, many-hued,
A lesser girl’d have spit them out,
But she did swallow every one.
She crushed the country in her fists,
The spray of rivers soaked her dress,
The powdered meadows caked her form,
Her strength was second but to none.
She tied the sky into a bow
So to her flowing hair adorn,
Had anyone remained to watch
They’d seen her carving up the sun.