Here you will find the Poem Song For Ishtar of poet Denise Levertov
The moon is a sow and grunts in my throat Her great shining shines through me so the mud of my hollow gleams and breaks in silver bubbles She is a sow and I a pig and a poet When she opens her white lips to devour me I bite back and laughter rocks the moon In the black of desire we rock and grunt, grunt and shine
