Today's poem is by Elaine Equi
The Objects in Japanese Novels
Empty cages outline
the periphery of an unnamed thing.
Their emptiness shines
like lanterns on virgin snow.
A few flakes swirl up,
caught as scenic views
are caught in parts of speech,
where wishes and schemes
grow gloomy as a shrine,
and hair is a kind of incense.
Here, even abundance is delicate
with a slender waist.
And sorrow, embarrassment, disgust
can be aestheticized too
if surrounded by the right things
a refreshing breeze, a small drum.
Copyright © 2003 Elaine Equi All rights reserved
from The Cloud of Knowable Things
Coffee House Press
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