Marilyn, What wonderful lines 'I rake grey-eyed
grief...montage. I wonder if you could use 'brown'
(or similar) instead of 'saute' in the first stanza
and perhaps shorten the whole poem to concentrate its
impact. cheers and thanks, cara
--- Marilyn Injeyan <[log in to unmask]> wrote: >
Vessel
> for Ming Li
>
>
> An autumn day, the kind you
> would have liked - tap and stir
> of a wooden spatula as onions sauté.
> Parsley Patch and paprika.
> Pita bread baking. Chicken crackles
> in the oven. You wait on the cool
> tile, know some will be for you.
>
> Spirals rise from saffron, kindled by
> sun-rest.
> I rake grey-eyed grief into a mound
> and study the muted montage:
>
> You at six weeks old in a cardboard box
> beside me. I stroke your buff-colored
> fuzz fitting in my hollowed palms.
> Our magical bond begins.
>
> You wait all day long, barricaded
> in the kitchen to hear the front door open,
> to yelp and wiggle into my arms.
> Me on the freeway, racing home.
>
> You in the car, head stuck out the window,
> nose up to catch the wind and harvests
> on trips to and from the high desert.
>
> You wade, nip wavelets and prance
> along the lake's shore. Fur, now
> rust-colored, sprinkled with sand.
>
> You allow Bagheera, the cat,
> to share your dinner, flank your walks
> and flop against you to snooze.
>
> You with a perky red hat, grinning toward
> the camera, posed with Tasha and Santa.
>
> You after grooming, with a bow atop
> your mane, relieved to be back.
>
> You with a whitened muzzle and arthritic
> steps along a memorized pathway.
>
> As night drops its shades, something
> in me breaks. Stars spin on black.
> I ignite a candle, float in a maroon
> requiem and feel your ruffled coat.
> Sleep, my beloved.
>
> I dream you drift in a small boat.
> Water laps gently to the lull
> of a bamboo flute. Wrapped in light
> and petals, you reach the other side
> and hop out. No more half-crippled
> body with aching hips and limbs.
> Eyes are clear, no longer blind,
> ears no longer deaf. Your purple
> chow tongue pants happily, like when
> you knew the door would open
> soon and I'd arrive.
>
> Again, you patiently wait.
>
>
> Marilyn Injeyan
> November 9, 2001
>
>
>
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