One Summer Night - Your House.
Newspaper curtains
tea to stain paint
skeletal scorpians
arranged by the bed
Roses and indica rice in a bowl
Willows gone weeping on Japanese scrolls
Candles to floating
Sandalwood breath
Dimly let lit
In a box, frankincense
Books of high learning broke open in spines
set up upon urchins, read into design
Rug, white flotilla
a kiss from the sea
to soften bamboo
on the floor, for our feet
Scene of discovery, resting in wood
like a dream to interpret, long misunderstood.
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2006
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