The Original Pornography
O'Keefe saw it, knew it
The Original
Pornography
The way she painted
pleading, begging petals
exposed, eager, yearning
to be seen by different eyes
to have their texture felt by
shifting fingertips
Strokes--
--for other strokes
Waves thrust on rock, the sun
asks seeds to burst, coaxes stem
and thirsting leaves from dirt
Precious nectars drained and
turned to gold, sticky sweet,
leaving alchemy wherever
it may fall
Spores explode, waterfalls rush
and slowly melt into gentle pools
that hide secrets in their grottos,
roots search quiet, determined for
warm, inviting earth, the clouds part
and drench the bold
The ageless coquette, she spreads
and releases, takes and gives,
dominant, yielding, known
to all, possessed by none,
Coy seductress, winking vixen,
star of The Original
Pornography
We see it, know it