Song for Ishtar by Denise Levertov
Happened across this one online. This morning (when it was still dark), the moon was gorgeous, two days past full.
Song for Ishtar
By Denise Levertov
The moon is a sow
and grunts in my throat
Her great shining shines through me
so the mud of my hollow gleams
and breaks in silver bubbles
She is a sow
and I a pig and a poet
When she opens her white
lips to devour me I bite back
and laughter rocks the moon
In the black of desire
we rock and grunt, grunt and
shine
