Saturday, 24 September 2016

katsura river

            katsura river
the river
smooth as stone
an evening green
veining the shallows
tree-dark
the river swiftens on.

after the boats are tethered
vagrant dreams
knocking against the
low wood.

after the rowers are gone
in small restaurants shifting against
the low tables
the day over carried in the rice
     its glaze
saké turning the mind over at the
     lip.

after the gardens turn out our eyes
bent  in night  aside of the pruning
hand.

after night takes the surface in
a faint grip of streetlight
the river runs on

deeper in mind.

mind gone
the river running on.
                                          kyoto/tokyo.
                                          november 1994

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