Tuesday, August 21, 2007

New Poem: Dissolving


I hear wine called enlightenment,
and they say murky wine is like wisdom:

once you drink enlightenment and wisdom,
why go searching for gods and immortals?

~ Li Po

I drink until
there is no more self

impenetrable walls
crumble in the darkness

a cherry tree grows
from my chest

hummingbirds flit
within the hollow skull

where once were toes
bamboo shoots sprout

from dust to dust
everything is so clear