Arhats (holy men) Ding Yunpeng. Ming dynasty, 1368 – 1644 B.C.E. Shanghai Museum |
One day you stepped off
an edge.
Dragons nipped your toes.
Which grew back.
Those were different
times.
Your daughter sailed
toward There.
She puzzled.
You know how it blushes
at
end of light?
Feet flip flopped a
cover-
let over turtle-back and
loam.
Stilt birds strutted.
You serenaded valleys
lying
long on their backs, hands
long on their backs, hands
behind head making of
clover-
arms foothills.
Those were different
times.
As far as eye could see
greeny willow-leaning and
un-ladle-able soup of alligator-scale.
un-ladle-able soup of alligator-scale.
Paddle too far and
be — like that!
in an instant! all of
you! in a gullet
gulped
gone — gracefully —
to not forever flail in the
dark
coppery cauldron of
mystery.
Oh, even then Great Goddess had
mercy on our miserable lives.
Oh, even then Great Goddess had
mercy on our miserable lives.
[by Sarah Sarai] [published in Ocellus Reseau: The OR Panthology, 2013] [thanks to Other Rooms Press]
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