The branch/of the Jacaranda tree/
lies in the window frame/
the frame carving its form/clear/
inside/on the kitchen table/
the broken pot/is growing/
the pinecone/I brought back/
from Greece/together/
they equal a" very" perfect form/
you are a man/and you/
surround yourself/
with beautiful objects/
until oppression/
Now/that I am/a bride/I try on/
my bridal gown/
before the mirror/
as the dressmaker/ pulls out/
tiny pins/from her mouth/
like a magician/
pulling handkerchiefs and rabbits
out of his hat/
she decorates and ornaments me/

From "Now that I am a Bride"