time was a dragon that would eat my child.
I stopped time and crushed the serpent.
the Zodiac and its round are now piled
beneath my feet and their firmament
is closed. you may wonder where are my moon
and crescent - why I am not standing
on its scythe - but I am the lunar
eclipse as well - and I am handing
my son over to you. I am as red
as your earth and as green as your hills -
a brown girl who has quietly bred
the future. brown as the rivers that spill
from underneath your hills - my bare feet
and naked son bruise time’s head at our seat.
5 October 2021
The Madonna at Woodford Halse by the German sculptor Hermann Koziol (1926 - 2011). Genesis 3.15.