Opening...
Opening
Everything opens
meeting your gaze,
rocks rise
like shouts
seas rush, flooding your feet
trees, leaves bloom
nod over roads
smudged with cement
Your eye sees gold
the prodigal sun has burned
in skies cold blue
and blood blue veins.
Everything opens
eyes, ears, mouth, limbs
open to the surge of rivers,
thick of deserts,
short, sleek coats of animals on farms,
on city pets,
in wilderness where furtive things caress
your back and scurry off.
You see, hear
icy flares of steel
break bone, drain blood;
hear indiscriminate howls
from mouths collapsed in hunger.
You close.
Your eyes close deep against the shapes,
the colors of your known horizon.
And now you only hear
what nerve ducts know—
that seas boil cold,
that earth spins on warped tracks;
The river rises, braids your feet,
your hands like mummies shrivel,
fierce glaciers hug your face;
All through your pile of flesh
you hear the river scream and lash
you like a refugee whose home
will never be on land
but in the waves;
like lightning
splitting flesh,
the river sifts
your quilt of cells
till they dissolve
till you are gone,
hurtled back,
fleshless,
to first burst of life.
Everything opens you
rising on waves
not water,
a phoenix blazing light.
Flesh done.
Light without end.
      Mara Lemanis
Biography: Mara Lemanis has been a teacher and scholar of literature and film at Stanford, Yale, and the Jagiellonian University in Kraków; her essays have been selected for 20th CENTURY LITERARY CRITICISM and are included in undergraduate student textbooks in the U.S.
During her work as an archivist for Historical Preservation she investigated and nominated multiple sites in the Dakotas to the National Register of Historic Places. Among her most interesting studies were those of the Oglala Sioux at Pine Ridge and Wounded Knee where on December 29, 1890 the U.S. cavalry massacred members of the Lakota Nation.
In the course of her work she also took part in the communal spirit of the purification ceremony at a number of Lakota Sweat Lodges.
Recently she has worked with the IRC to assist refugees in Oakland, California.
Her father, Osvalds J. Lemanis, was an internationally renowned Latvian choreographer (The Royal Order of Vasa-Gustav V).
She also writes for the Diplomat Magazine in The Hague.
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