76. Meine Anthologie 75: Sharon Olds, The Pope´s Penis

It hangs deep in his robes, a delicate
clapper at the center of a bell. 
It moves when he moves, a ghostly fish in a
halo of silver seaweed, the hair
swaying in the dark and the heat — and at night, 
while his eyes sleep, it stands up
in praise of God. 

From „The Gold Cell“ 
Sharon Olds‘ other collections of poetry are „Satan Says“ and „The Father.“ She teaches at NYU and helps run the NYU workshop at a state hospital for the severely physically challenged. She was New York State Poet Laureate from 1998-2000
From: http://www.salon.com

del. zierlich, zart, empfindlich
cl. Klöppel
g. gespenstisch, wörtlich alt auch: geistlich
seaw. Seetang, Alge
sw. schaukeln, hin- und herbewegen