Vivek's Veronica's Polish Notation.

Today, in the steam room of the gym, an old, garrulous, Pole

Very bitter against black girls, thus, my thunder, stole

Telling me of her own myriad poems she mercilessly burned

After a decade of longing & a love all had spurned

Till, one night, she raped the young priest for whom she kept house

& did so again & again- the boy kept as quiet as a mouse

Then, she left for London & a job as a Montessori nurse

Babies the phoenix rising from the ashes of verse.

Because I'm not a girl & a different type of black

My nunc dimittis can't be taken back

Such the ex nihilo logic of the Rood's Sixth Station

Vivek's Veronica's, Polish, Reverse Notation

I asked Copilot to help me turn this illiterate shite into a proper English poem. It refused because of the reference to rape. Yet, if there is a 'Vera eikon' (true image) of Christ then, absent heiros gamos, some such thing happens- if only in the 'virgin womb of the imagination where the Word is made flesh'. Every Christian maiden rapes Christ to give birth to a Christian baby. This is the corollary to John Donne's Holy Sonnet on the Church- as 'Christ's bride- so bright & clear' whose hubby is less cuckold than pimp. 

Dwells she with us, or like adventuring knights

First travel we to seek, and then make love?

Betray, kind husband, thy spouse to our sights,

And let mine amorous soul court thy mild Dove,

Who is most true and pleasing to thee then

When she'is embrac'd and open to most men.