Audre Lorde

Bridge through My Window

In curve scooped out and necklaced with light
Burst pearls stream down my out-stretched arms to earth.
Oh bridge my sister bless me before I sleep
Wild air is lengthening
And I am tried beyond strength or bearing
Over water.
We are each of us both shorelines
a left country where time suffices
And the right land
Where pearls roll into earth and spring up day.
Joined our bodies have passage into one
Without a merging
As this slim necklace anchored into night.
And while the we conspires to make secret its two eyes
We search each other’s shore for some crossing home.