Moth Maiden

Moth Maiden

A Poem by Desert Dreamer
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a poem written to honor the Sacred Datura and the moth that pollinates the flowers

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                                    “Sacred datura leaves, sacred datura leaves,
                                     eating your greens intoxicates me,
                                     making me stagger, dizzily leap.
                                     Datura blossoms, datura blossoms,
                                     drinking your nectar intoxicates me,
                                     making me stagger, dizzily leap.”
 
 

                                      -Translation of O’Odham poem

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  Feast on deadly leaves 
  Intoxicated and dizzy 
  I become the midnight walker 
  evolving 
  mutating 

  I put on the green cloak 
  paint white squares on my skin 
  walk with many feet 

  Crawl into the dark cavern 
  sleep for ages with the ancestors 
  beyond the realm of the living 
  listen to the ancient songs 

  When I awaken I am a stranger in my own skin 
  a moth emerging from slumber 
  I fly in search of the Sacred White Flower 
  drink the nectar 
  fly on hummingbird wings

 


© 2011 Desert Dreamer



Author's Note

Desert Dreamer
Image from Pottery Mound mural, modifed with Paint.NET

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This is so amazing. The way things can change, can get poisoned, drugged, and make each moment as a walking painting... even through the deepest roots, has always moved me... as your poem is brilliant, you translate it here as perfection, like the image too~

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The ecstasy of invention both in experience and poem .. quite beautiful and indeedly factual within your thread of words. ' When I awaken I am a stranger in my own skin ~ a moth emerging from slumber ' - tis how it is.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Hot, my heart beating faster,
I dance, and I scream at the light.
Reality? or fantasy?
What was I saying?
I forget...

... as ever, your words enlighten me.
Encouraged to learn about datura,
I discover a fruit I should not touch.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very good of course it is

as sincere as we can get the closer it becomes

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

your magic amazes me

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow i really like this is so good :))) take a look at some of my work? thanks

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amazing and very unique imagery! I really really really like this poem,90

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

nizhoni! I love your interpretation my friend - great job!


Posted 5 Years Ago


those trumpet flowers .... they emerge like ghosts from these words

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

mmmm shamanstic flavor! Earth-speak, I like this. It felt prophetic yet modern, very clean syntax.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is so amazing. The way things can change, can get poisoned, drugged, and make each moment as a walking painting... even through the deepest roots, has always moved me... as your poem is brilliant, you translate it here as perfection, like the image too~

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Sonoran Desert, AZ



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