名人诗歌|In the torso of a great windstorm

In the torso of a great windstorm

Claire Kelly

Odds^{1 and Ends, 1939}

The wind makes everything alive.

Without movement a subject is dead. Just look!

|| Emily Carr

Put your hand over a flashlight,

watch it glow faerie（仙境） pink. Picture ||

lit from inside || a belly^{2 torch,}

the backdrop ||

knot of spruce（云杉） tree organs: liver, kidneys,

bundle of intestine^{3（肠）, stomach ||}

cool blue and green foliage^{4 hiding enzymes,}

bacterium^{5, acids.}

That exact texture^{6 of pulse,}

quiver（颤抖）, musculature connected

and contained, skyline and dirt grouted

together, a vista^{7 of}

inner skin, the underside.

Airstream gale^{8 whipping}

the pinprick stars into dashes,

molars into canines^{9（犬齿）, evolution}

of the Spartan^{10 firmaments. A breezy muse11,}

that gust^{12 of inspiration.}

Now look at the actors erect^{13 at centre stage, see:}

skinny veins^{14 with plump TOPs,}

or || zooming^{15 in || synapses16 of birch foregrounded.}

Holy trifecta（三连胜式）, three ideas

announcing skyward:

home, joy, hunger.