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Asclepias In old Sandy soils, folding fields, disturbed roadsides Waste places and soft rainbow meadows, you grow Syrupy, Stubbly Northern American stalks Leaves velvety, silken underside and downy, pubescent upperside Closeted, myriad seeds are attached to your long flossy hair Bast fiber and initiated’ s cordage and textiles As spherical umbels caress their loose rosy-purple buds Asclepias syriaca,Magnificent Goddess of Milkweed Come to Artemis city, my sweet Friable silkweed Let my French Queen butterfly live off your vegetation Waxen latex is better conceived when tattered They say your name can bring the dead back to life But first let me die a few deaths in your arms Profuse, milky white sap will flow from your divine Breasts to mine as I take a piece of You in my mouth.


FUNGUS FLOWER Des plis fouillis bizarres dans des bazars de coniferes La foret champignonne entre la mort et le berceau la fumee de pierre s’evapore un spectre a tous les ports pour une fleur sauvage Vénus d’une autre terre un souc d’ancrage qui médite les calices se penchant les nymphoses sourient elle, baisse le front en silence axe cireux translucide dans l’attente vierge de tout chlorophylle dans cette fiere extase immobile le trope franchit tout ecrit en priere… or la fleur se redresse enfin inouie elle produit la blanche epiphanie de l’origasmi le fruit du non- dit













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dutainer, artist, published bilingual poet, French-American professor at Suny Potsdam, enchantée. I have gathered a fine crop of students from my 410 translation class to help me work on a translation quest of my own poetry under the superlative supervision of professor Rosemary Lloyd, from Indiana University. She is my ex doctoral thesis supervisor and now my official translator and a true friend, merci!