Two Dreams
Lucyna Prostko
“The darkness surrounds us...”
- Robert Creeley
In my dream I was a bride:
gazing from under thin veil blonde curls
small hands more like Marilyn Monroe
than myself dancing
among the throng of restless friends
who turned out to be strangers
faces turned toward the wall
in your dream I ran away from you
on a fat glistening horse
in a large Mediterranean city,
perhaps Šibenik you chased me through the narrow
streets I screamed for joy then dissolved
behind an old brick church no the portal
of the cathedral
over the long-maned lions
Eve right across from Adam
under the limestone flesh invisible
ribs entirely her own
her belly button sacred birth to self
in the morning, we buttered our daily bread ate watermelon cubes,
searched the clatter of the day
to divide the unnecessary from the unreal –
balancing act sidestepping red azaleas creeping above us entering
intricate doorways losses this hour of seasick dawn
later our car swam under the steeples
of pines while the darkness
licked its fingers, unfazed –
Lucyna Prostko is a Polish-American poet who graduated from the M.F.A. program at New York University. Her poetry appeared in various literary journals, including Fugue, Washington Square, Painted Bride Quarterly, Quiddity, Ellipsis, Salamander, Cutthroat, One Jacar Press and Five Points. Her first book of poems, Infinite Beginnings, was a winner of the Bright Hill Press Poetry Book Award. She lives in the Adirondacks, New York.