the sun
prisoner of her armpits
chained by her rattling ankles
nailed in a narrow sky of this century
a guiltless gust of wind
rebelling curls captive under her hat
large brims
blessed canopy for the tender lashes
harboring sweat
from the heat of life
(birthing
postmarital duties
metallic tasks around the man
divinations of the field) —
she is a woman
above her thought

her hat a vestige
of elegies
forsworn