How Like A Virus Entering A Cell

How like a virus entering a cell, libertine, blasé, pollen-thighed, you threw your coat aside and pumped your salty cargo pell-mell through my delicate biosphere.

In that tidal basin where life's begun, your twin orchids blazed like suns:

white heat eclipsing but to reappear.

And how I sculled through your mind-lagoons

(vetchy, radiant, thick with fauna), regaled by egret-flight and japonica, deadsummer, when in arctic rooms time rode the floe of our imaginings, and my heart beat faster for its clipped wings.

— Diane Ackerman

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