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My door unlocked for the evening:
I have made this allowance
for the burglar and his wife
 
 
 
 

Simply trust:
When the footsteps pass
the cricket will begin singing again
 
 
 
 

Heart that breaks so easily -
Now, where was it
I put those old photographs?
 
 
 
 

Stretching out its limbs -
autumn maple
and one lone kite
 
 
 
 

Mad love taken root, one flower of spring
 
 
 
 

The field of dandelions on my grandmother's grave
just moved by the wind
floats away...
 
 
 
 

The bones of your hand in mine
that hold the worlds in place, oh yes!
 
 
 
 

Palomino comes close by -
it's the sugar
from the morning coffee he's after
 
 
 
 

On it's little hinge, the heart admits loneliness, one
                   sorrow at a time
 
 
 
 

First snowfall of the new year:
Even the sparrows under my eaves
have been caught unawares
 
 
 
 

Afternoon passes -
No one comes to ask
where are you going?
 
 
 
 

Reading alone, sleeping
alone - watched over
by the flowering sword plant
 
 
 
 

Moonlit waves
slap the boat's side -
lovers cry out
 
 
 
 

The one who continues to walk faithfully
             by your side:
You'll catch a glimpse of him
             in the mirror
 
 
 
 

Orange sun going red, and gone
behind the next rooftop -
Maybe I'll be back tomorrow
 
 
 
 

Why should we sleep with one
master the rest of our lives:
you poets, get out of bed
and make some decent tea
 
 
 
 

The tide goes out, and leaves the rest of us behind
 
 
 
 

Mosquito and I play hide n seek all night long
 
 
 
 

Spring breeze -
handful
of apple blossoms
 
 
 
 

For my sadness,
one stick of cherry incense -
a window is open
 
 
 
 

Morning frost -
fallen
elm leaf's pillow
 
 
 
 

Sleeping alone
for months at a time -
the gods are cruel, cruel, cruel
 
 
 
 

It remains
at the grave site:
white handkerchief on green grass
 
 
 
 

Things we want to say to each other
come so easily
when we are alone
 
 
 
 

The spider's fine web, fly's clumsy big feet
 
 
 
 

Old fisherwoman - line enough for more than
                    one dream
 
 
 
 

Two friends along the shore at
           midnight -
flashlight in her hand, moon up above
 
 
 


Poems for a Small Place to Rest    page 4  page 5   page 6
 
 

CONTENTS
 

The Day After    page 1
Poem Against the Reagan Administration    page 2
At a Rally in Washington Against the Draft    page 2
America Revisited    page 3
Poems for a Small Place to Rest    page 4  page 5   page 6
What He Would Not Tell Him    page 7
Waking Poem    page 7
Moon    page 7
Laborers    page 7
Spring 1980    page 7
Lebanon 1982    page 8
As the Latin American War Approaches    page 8
Poem for Immediate Disarmament    page 8
To Whom It May Concern    page 9
Song of the Little Girl    page 10
 

to the collection The Book of Awakenings