Mongolian Woman

And She Told The Ghost Who Stood In Her Doorway; Welcome, I Am Mother Of Life And Flesh And Blood.

And She Gave Him Her Heart And Sang The Flesh Back To His Bones, His Black Hair Flowed Like A River.

And Hers Turned White Like Feathers, Her Hand Dropped, Suddenly So Small.

Her Dresses Flared Like Falling Curtains, Her Eyes Shone Like Spinning Stars.