small songs I sing
to join
my voice to other voices
hidden in the grass

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

[a fish . . .]

a fish
flips itself
out of the water
for the space of a breath
I see what it is to be you

Friday, October 26, 2012

[feet bound. . .]

feet bound
in silken slippers—
writing nushu,
sworn sisters
free their muffled voices

GUSTS 16, fall/winter 2012

(Nushu was a secret writing system used exclusively by women in a remote part of China.) 

Friday, October 19, 2012

[the diagnoses . . .]

the diagnoses
roll in one by one
beached by storms
together we build
small castles in the sand

Ribbons 8:1, spring/summer 2012

Thursday, October 11, 2012

[in the jumble . . .]

in the jumble
of her jewelry box
my father’s
wedding ring—
a closed circle

GUSTS 16, fall/winter 2012

Friday, October 5, 2012

[a passport . . .]

a passport
stamped long ago with characters
I cannot read
the mute Pacific ocean
of your gaze

Ribbons 8:1, spring/summer 2012