Our child arranges the sky

Greta Bellamacina

Mother’s of the world unite! Beautiful, wonder-poet Greta Bellamacina wears a White Corduroy Mini Cate Dress. Below are some lines from Greta’s gorgeous poem, Black Under Heaven. Our child arranges the sky – what a wonderful image! We love Greta here at The Vampire’s Wife.

everything lives unnerved
tiny cups and scissors hungover
lilies in heaven marching in glass on the table
our child arranging the sky, sleeping between the doorway 
blue garments an ocean on the bedroom floor-

your scent a kind of black under heaven 
all raging and soft, 
breaking the tracks of summer
a chapel in the fourth wall 
always lit up and nursing

From Black Under Heaven by Greta Bellamacini