Annie Blake is an Australian writer, thinker and researcher. She is a wife and mother of five children. She started school as an EAL student and was raised and, continues to live in a multicultural and industrial location in the West of Melbourne. Her main interests include psychoanalysis and metaphysics. She is currently focusing on in medias res and arthouse writing. She enjoys exploring symbology and the surreal/psychedelic nature of unconscious material. She is a member of the C G Jung Society of Melbourne and Existentialist Society in Melbourne.

The Assumption

the earth leaves like the leaves do     dress of the fall      how severe the knot      it is bulbing
all over me      exhales my skin      every pore of my body      where it whistles      whittles
honed stone      and cold

how my young is isis      discharged from the military    for the more i am pressed
the more i devour      she watches over women who give birth      she leaves me with her laying
of hands      to precipitate the dove     how ruah carves my body     sings into the elbows of roots

this maya      mara      magnetite of eyes and mouths      kleshas      his promises dishevelled
his hair slicked back      mosquitoes hot on his body      standing water      unwatered rain
he coughs as i swallow      transience      like a black victorian coffin      a ceremony in play
weeping womb      my embryo could die      sunrays      heavy      fanning my head      like a native with long hair

the knitting of twigs and mud      weaving of body like sackcloth and bud      i am a crow      she
the crown      atoms of my thoughts      my dysphoria hangs off me like my wraith      when i lie
how her nurture is my life done

i wonder now for myself      this diaphanous bulb      my fulguration      the dance
of ancient instincts      a potion      or fragrance      curling the sea      how i red my fingertips
to disengage the black      burn      blackbird      will i still understand you      hard disk of infancy
                                                                                                                                                                              biscuit sun

[image: Isis and Osiris | Susan Seddon-Boulet]