The Baroque Bed

Jane Urquhart
From:   The Little Flowers of Madame de Montespan. The Porcupine's Quill, Inc., 1995. pp.13

From the framed centre
a cloth folds
its golden threads
brush the floor

brocade lambs graze
unicorns prance
a shepherdess in the shorn
world loses
her slipper in the chaos

white peacock
feathers at the edge
knots and tassels
dance in the air

they call this passion

I am lost in the fabric
smothered by your private furniture

I know the loom that dreamed this bed

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