Friday, September 11, 2009

MY LIFE ACCORDING TO GARY SNYDER


          —after lines by Gary Snyder 

Word basket woman
Burning the small dead
Tiny energies escape
My home was at Cold Mountain
By Frasier Creek Falls
Each dawn was clear
Ripples on the surface
The morning star is not a star
Truth in the belly of a woman turning
Flung from demonic wombs
Under the skin of it
A migration of birds
Fear not tomorrow’s song
Of stone-flake and salmon.


9/13/2009

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