At Her Ending
Joanna M. Weston
Joan wore sacking under iron
bonded leather over white flesh
gave no man her token
but laid a sword against her side
woo’d helmet and breastplate
in warfare by night
in unthinking clash of legs
before dawn broke communion
and she melted into red flame
voices dense about her head
Joan wore sacking under iron
bonded leather over white flesh
gave no man her token
but laid a sword against her side
woo’d helmet and breastplate
in warfare by night
in unthinking clash of legs
before dawn broke communion
and she melted into red flame
voices dense about her head