Sunday, October 28, 2012

Kaji Meiko

Broken open, the song
draws sparrows to ground.

Her voice waltzes among
whispers: grass gossips 'round

fine, white ankles.  Temple
gate, a frame, sets off

laughing eyebrows.  Dimpled
smile -- the music stops.
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