Saturday, June 25, 2016

بنت

Daughter is an old word
a bone
washed out of Afar or Transvaal
crept north
in a borne basket
changing constellations.

Here - her

bone I've found
on the shore of Calypso

made legs
north.

It's cold to the _____
in Lund.

Still she'll run
to safety

as far as
as often as

she
transitting

can.



Sunday, June 19, 2016


so far from turtle island

without halt or stutter
unbridled

there's pain here
and growth

but in a different garment
than settlement

I found here shibori haori

each knot remembers net
that nearly drowns us

yet scattered hexagons
becomes turtles' backs
in another sea


Monday, June 13, 2016

c o n t i n u i t y

mooring perpetually -

homeless woman at Noborito
basking in the morning light
her drink swollen calves and ankles
sun dark and reptilian

Wednesday, June 8, 2016

n a m b u l i n e s


for 2 days the 2 of us see a man enter the car
and peel off, discard the warning signs from the train doors


two doors open

beside us the monk giving dharma talk on the smartphone
next to the man reading asleep
next to the sleeping woman
head lolled so far back
I see her fillings

kurasai

we pass Fuji but never see it

below us two buddhas are fishing

today we found a hornet dying


far from the flooded fields
two doors open

the scale oscillates
sleeping, awake
clearly we are damaged

all the while i hold the grip
and think of Jupiter's storms






Friday, June 3, 2016

d r e a m - ikura desuka




I'm two rivers. confluent westward and north.

I've drought, memento mori, scant ablutions.

My voice  sunken, liquid. 

How much 
is never said.

But it's there,  


underneath the bed of stones.




Even rivers drink salt tea. 

 







Thursday, June 2, 2016

2 d r e a m s

1

a gold ring
a yellow container

I cannot move your color from my mind

2

they are at the window, our friends
with a message
behind a curtain I am changing
I ask you to answer
but you are playing music
so loud
I can hear it through your headphones
I ask again and again for you to help me
to listen to their message
you glare at me

those blue eyes

I,  frantically pulling on clothes,
motion to the window
I can't hear you
I can't hear you
I try to turn off the machine and topple the player

you still staring

lift it up and throw it at me