TO A SUN GODDESS

Dear Saturn,
feminine finger
of the snoring sun,
standing still
like Lot's salty pillar...

Dear Saturn,
spotless skin
sprayed with shinning sheen,
glittering like silk
smiling
at heaven's smothered stars...

I send to you
free flowers
from Jupiter-
son of sugary soils;
flowers cowries can't buy...

Don't show me your back,
kissing my face
with distant smiles
that fade into thin air...

Dear Saturn,
with eyes closed
milking many missing memories,
I shall dream fresh dreams again
to break the China wall
that separates us...

Iyeomoan Ehizogie