being ignorant, the reference to Li Po is lost on me
but you have captured a wistfulness that feels quite poignant.
though I get stuck with the ladder - can't see the connection and end up
making up some bizarre narrative
Terri)O(
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From: "garydawg" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Tuesday, December 18, 2001 11:24 PM
Subject: New: Li Po Came to Call
> Li Po Came to Call
>
> The willows are bare and iris rots
> among marsh weeds and empty nests.
>
> The wine is finished so I sleep
> among paper scraps and vacant thought.
>
> Tomorrow I will build a fresh fire
> fueled with old letters and new poems.
>
> Today wind and rain shreds the nests
> as I sleep off sour wine and bitter words.
>
> The ladder lies where it and I fell.
>
> December Carole (Janis) at: http://gardawg.homestead.com/janice.html,
>
> Submissions: http://www.writershood.com/index.html
>
> Poets for Peace. ˇPoemas sí, balas no!
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