A river runs through them

by Kevin T McEneaney

Ister, Ishtar, fertility goddess

from ancient-dust Mesopotamia,

emblem of rabbits with fluttering doves

amid raw-rutting heat of lusty love,

that foolish wisdom of wanderlust love

eyed by the sun above and eyes of night

in secret or in open-river sight,

replaced now by Resurrection Easter

where hatted ladies adore lily scent

while wild children chomp chocolate bunnies,

run screaming through the floor-trembling house

battling bey-blades on wooden kitchen floor.

These furies of Ister run amuck:

Up-down staircase, Eastering in their heart.

Kevin T McEneaney

Author nof collections The Enclosed Garden and Longing
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