ode to washoe

in wisp of feathery pen,
stoked declaration of self,
motivated by presence, child, and man,
hood lifted, carefully held

woman whispering ode,
fused in fiery brow,
ignited in sagebrush and kinship,
connection indignantly loud

now take it deeply,
to wine, willows, and friends,
dirt's dance across leathery backs,
imbibe in this desert amen.