Salmon Woman
                -- for Janet Music

The twisting race, the water's headlong surges,
Her color going deeper, growing fuller,
The farther up the river moved her heart,
The farther up the river swam her soul.

The pool where she began embraced her color,
Then washed her in the lovings that she sowed;
She rolled once more, then left them in a swirling--
Her color, in its motion, like a jewel.