Wednesday, May 11, 2016
From across
There she is again, the woman with a basketful of mabolo.
Velvet fruit that must be animal,kitten furry on my hand
Yesterday it looked at me with eyes that meow, meow, meow
Is what the kitten said meow, meow, meow. The woman said
Be careful. Kitten is small and so is the velvet apple
Like puppy head pat, pat, pat. Love, love, love woman said.
She is waving at me now from the other side. I see her
Smile waving her hand. She crosses the water, knee deep
Waist deep, too deep, she says I love you I love you
I love you and we are on a paper boat
She paddles and says Look! Look at the fish! And I swim
And my skin laughs because it is water, not
So loud, I laugh and laugh and flap about but I don't.
The woman said very good you can do it. I find my hands
Into a circle tracing dots into a heart, Who am I?
The woman asks. She is crossing the waters and there is
Ripple behind her, there are sounds, there is a car
Brooom, brooom, brooom it is loud and the triangle
On paper is sharp I try to cover it blue, blue, blue
Because it is noisy and loud and sharp and bright
I squint my eyes and see the line and clench my teeth,
Hold the pen, fingers like this, catch a fish, want
The wide and flail my arms but I don't. The woman said
Very good you can do it I love you I love you I love you.
There she is again, the woman with a basketful of mabolo.
Across the water across the table there are sounds
Something moves at the corners of my eyes, it is breeze.
There are suns on my paper and we are on a boat.
Who am I? she says. She opens her hand and there it is
A mabolo, velvet kitten puppy fish circle dots heart.
for An
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