“Long falls the rain yet nothing is wet long waits the heart yet nothing rests.”
- Poet
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the orchid lamp burns low against the screen of jade a silver hairpin pierces the frozen musk kingfisher quilt lies undone eaglewood breathes unrisen dusk dripping copper drains last watch bronze worn where our first shadows seamed morning mirror broken bride embroidered sash unlaces on the hearthstone the spring silkworm spun its chamber shut silk wound against a bridal drum untouched red wax sealed—spent wick weeps into the stele beside the moonlit sill the brush-knife cleaves the charred core the seal breaks at midnight a single scent of eaglewood rises Kunlun incense rain on Kunlun has fallen for thirty years water settles Kunlun-hore the rain not yet wet
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