We Are All Eve, © Monica Marks, 2023
She spreads
her navel-gazing self
across sky and plane. Airborne
she is elixir
gestating, carnival
of magenta, seascape
and uproarious
femmescape. Come,
she says, Suckle
and be nourished
with my goddess milk.
I am the starry lunatic
of your yearning
forbidden and correct.
Prowl and lose yourself
this uncoiled night
as I enfold you
with all you hold dear,
know fear, become
supernature. Focus –
you cannot cling to air.
Sharpen your sights.
Transpose desire –> elevate.
My turbulence
unfetters you,
hurries you on
to a Fool’s discovery.
© N Nazir 2026
*My warmest thanks, always, to The Ekphrastic Review for publishing my poem (no congrats needed, thank you). You can read the rest here. If you’d like to take part in the next Ekphrastic Review Challenge, the deadline is 30th Jan.
*Shared for dVerse Open Link Night.











