Pellucid

"New Orleans: A Creole mass, NO" - copyright Herman Leonard

Pellucid: admitting maximum passage of light without diffusion or distortion
Zona pellucida: the transparent more or less elastic outer layer or envelope of a mammalian embryo.

There. I AM a zona pellucida.

I admit the maximum passage of light. Light in all the conjugations of human feeling.
I am a more or less elastic envelope, I stretch, I crack, I am resilient, I am not.

And remember, in order to implant in the human endometrium, every embryo has to hatch from its zona pellucida and expose its inner surface, sticky with adhesion proteins.
The pellucida is that through which life is created. And gets lost in the process.

So is that it? Do I have to lose myself to regain the ultimate gift of life, creation, creativity?

Why can't I write? What am I waiting for? To get lost?
Get lost Ducati. No, really. What the fuck are you waiting for?

To be peeled off,
like the prints in Herman Leonard's New Orleans home.
The archive of so much Art of the Crescent City
lost without a sound to the tide
of the Mississippi.

Never ebb, just flow.