I’ve been reading Greta Bellamacina’s latest collection of poetry, 'A Biography of the Wind'. It is intoxicating and beguiling and full of natural beauty, as she herself is! Here is a new poem with an astonishing and o-so-true opening line. Thank you, Greta, for allowing me to post it. We adore you here at The Vampire’s Wife. Love Susie. x
I wonder how many women I have to be in this body of a dog
mouth open wide
a well of gathered rain water
slowly turning the blue stone.
a twelve month grave of empty crystal glasses
teeth holding the steps of a muddy field
an assembly of white cloud hammers.
Greta wears The Vampire’s Wife Champagne Lamé Skyrocket Dress